Strange

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Im man the on the moon but mind's on mars , out my mind when i write these
barz, ima glide on the stars then collide
into an asteroid , always pack toys , im bad boy
Good City , mad kid
(Why) , cause niggas sleeping on me like mattress
Ali on the beat, leave rappers on the canvass
on point like a cactus , you cant catch us
i burn on the track like usane bolt on nitros
i got a nice flow and its ice cold
strike like lightning on the mic though
Im maestro
Iv kill many men , Masters mimic my ways
working for minim wage, niggas riding my waves
no food , no sleep , i been grinding all day.
Took dagger to the chest , Nigga sleeping on me
then i put his ass to rest , nigga pay up and pay respect
you playing with best and im aiming for your neck
Im next on , step on , anybody blocking my path
im freeing your minds, I Ether these lines
to reach the divine ...YES
Im prodigy you see , shot for the stars be alarmed E.T
in the arms of harm <No Harming me
My Foes fall down like Autumn leaves ,
every rapper trynna body me
have no fear , i hear The strange Life Calling me!

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foreverYams
Member since November 19 2014

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