Closer to Victory

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Started off with so little, trying my best to make it last.
living in a vast point of place, buying my way into the middle.
that wasn't enough so i walked into the disgraceful sizzle.
i feared the pain of agonized distress, i suffer, it's official.
bout to go big, making my way, giving up on my past.
sacrificial, I'm done, finished. I'm gone.
I'm fresh, from the starting peak, reborn.
i lacked living, i lack missing the point.
i speak the truth, i speak the disappointment, of my past.
I'm am no longer wishing, i act my play.
i enact my way, i smoke my strain.
puffin on dat killa flay, they call it skillz.
I'm sticking to my rapping name, millz.
yeah, motherfucka's, you know the drill.
i'm on the rear end of making it large.
still the one an only, making it sharp.
edging the rim, of my individual part.

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Deaf
Member since October 3 2014

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