I ain't so far away
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•15 Nov 2020
To my parents who I debt, my mates who I kept Far away, tell'em I ain't so far away. For me made god a way, on which am walking on my steps driving cars away. Am so far away ya! I ain't so far away ya! From the summers of hay fever, they made me a room sitter, don't clitter they went to buy a broom hitter, got punished a hundred sit-up now they gonna hit up me and my tongue ah! too bitter. Let's taste the tasty hot rainy dog, burgers and typically tiny drops of rain so I ran out since they're gone, made sure am out of home, once again, whistling sounds of train and drops of rain, reached a shop besides the drain but all in vain they caught me and tied a chain. Am cry'n a lot and asking god for, good times, but these rhymes won't stop nor cries would chop, your bad luck so stop this suck and take a mug dry the sea with your cry of sweat and fry your feet but try your best every time when you cry on bed but don't lie your chest, lie on crest, try and fly from nest so die with your best, better die with your best. Am so far away ya! I ain't so far away ya! Now you too close, choose no loop holes. See'n ya the true moles, wouldn't be so quiet, so start working at night, be ready to fight, keep your palms tight, you might write but can't find the right rhymes, now turn right don't be fright the limelight would shine bright no dim light so keep quiet and feel pride like a lion in the hay, pray the god he shows the way, like a sun ray, you burn yourself and keep running the whole day away of fray, don't be afraid love your work, and one day you'll reach there and will say I ain't so far away yeah!! Am the closest not so far away!
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@realraunak nice one brother👌🏼👌🏼
To my parents who I debt, my mates who I kept Far away, tell'em I ain't so far away. For me made god a way, on which am walking on my steps driving cars away. Am so far away ya! I ain't so far away ya! From the summers of hay fever, they made me a room sitter, don't clitter they went to buy a broom hitter, got punished a hundred sit-up now they gonna hit up me and my tongue ah! too bitter. Let's taste the tasty hot rainy dog, burgers and typically tiny drops of rain so I ran out since they're gone, made sure am out of home, once again, whistling sounds of train and drops of rain, reached a shop besides the drain but all in vain they caught me and tied a chain. Am cry'n a lot and asking god for, good times, but these rhymes won't stop nor cries would chop, your bad luck so stop this suck and take a mug dry the sea with your cry of sweat and fry your feet but try your best every time when you cry on bed but don't lie your chest, lie on crest, try and fly from nest so die with your best, better die with your best. Am so far away ya! I ain't so far away ya! Now you too close, choose no loop holes. See'n ya the true moles, wouldn't be so quiet, so start working at night, be ready to fight, keep your palms tight, you might write but can't find the right rhymes, now turn right don't be fright the limelight would shine bright no dim light so keep quiet and feel pride like a lion in the hay, pray the god he shows the way, like a sun ray, you burn yourself and keep running the whole day away of fray, don't be afraid love your work, and one day you'll reach there and will say I ain't so far away yeah!! Am the closest not so far away!
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