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• Written by stmrc14
What is this I feel? something unreal,
cannot mistake it/ I will be taking/
all of these haters/ and I will embrace them/
because I'm racing/ or maybe they chasing/
quicken the pace and/ now they gestating/
pointing and making/ faces and tracing/
my history pages/ judging for ages/
what are you taking in?/
are you going to honor the changes?/
or you going to squander the ranges?/
we need difference/ the inference/
is lyricists/ lose interest/
for content/ just dividends/
because the middleman/ only want profit/
they go to the prospects/
the poor from the projects/
and offer them contracts/
then they go mold them as if they objects/
but nobody told him that they will be subject/
to being a puppet/
they think that they love it/
cuz they are above it/
but they are just frontin/
cuz people are coming/
even though your lyrics mimics lyricist by triple digits/
even the theme seems to gleam the same/
believe the extreme grief I keep with shame/
cease the weak streak or feel the pain/
don't speak or I'll impede your speech/
I'll teach each with easy verses to bleed on the page/
you see I'm the deranged/
strange, but true to the game/
you can't limit my spirit/
cuz I fear if I lose it I'll always regret it/
never perfected, but never bested/
impressive record setter giving lessons every session
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stmrc14
Member since June 8 2015