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back off with a clean slate,

no time for old news,

i am in a open straight,

mind blown when you enter gates,

same timezone in a different state.

 

catch another case then were back,

got no whip but i still stay sliding with the verbs on the track,

 

bringing pad heat,

like the athletes,

don't ask me,

why you mad b,

cause i can be.

you don't have to see,

wisdom in reality,

so don't disagree.

 

please speak plural like a verb,

at the same time spitting out a verse,

hit that wax now i'm sliding on a curb,

say hail to the night hope it don't take a turn,

for the worse,

get off my nerves,

im trying not to curse,

i feel underserved,

like the sun im gonna burst,

it might hurt,

but whatever comes first,

 

sophisticated,

yet underestimated,

soon i'll make it,

you'll have to face it,

no educate this.