The future
Ay yo,
A ginuwine invention/ straight from correction/ words made connection/ ryhmes are perfection A blinding light that was born from a spark/ Not here to conquer/ just to leave my mark Seperation of mind and heart/ as far as the way that i bring it/ forced to spit it/ cause i was unable to sing it Not the most gangsta nigga/ ....but still i'll leave ya tagged My arsenal don't include a trigger/ ....just a pen and a pad Leave you talkin bout the reputation you had Now thats somthing thats real sad/ That your destined to lose Me, destined for greatness/ options from which i can choose Im sick of yaw preaching shit thats unbelievable Steady claimin stupid shit like its conceivable Thats why i only testify to the feasible Stick to the believable and leave you not breathin well |
Yeah, youve got real good potential but I wouldnt go braggin yet. You still need to elevate
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Word..../\ nice way to make an entry though...~1~
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nICE lil Drop, Good For Ya First On The Site
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keep at it
work that shit kid
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