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Street Lights
ok ok the first drop in a while....feel this...
. . Dark minds die at the sound of good rhymes, Witch is why i choose to stay bright when it comes to mine, Some feel they must be Intellectual to get respect, But i drop a dime at the right time with no regret, I dont need props to know im smart nore good, All I Need like Method and Blige is to be understood, I was told once by a foolish man "there is no hood", So i took him to school and told him to knock on wood, Old streets remind me of women and bare feet, Alwase looking for there turn in the summer heat, Some street lights burn out like life soon rather than late, So i walk down that street with bare feet to try to relate. |
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this was acoo a nice rhyme ghetto feel smooth jiving pattern ma.. you got it on right on point with finesse and you expressed such a meaning ina short sweet rhyme...nice drop though a really nice sweet one for the readers to read up on.....keep it up!.
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