{Quick key on changes me, you and the world should make}

Sick of having empty pockets watchin the empty clock tick,
Trying find strength to make profit and shake losses,
Crossed with fate so I lost my faith so I brake crosses,
It may be to late but I aint stopping I may be standin at the gates knockin,
But I aint lost yet I could keep up my head and regain posture,
Coz I realised I got a talent to manipulate I got rhymes to script today,
Slipped away the wish or pray that I don’t get shit today,
A simple wish I can kiss away coz I’ve learnt to live this way,
There’s not much more this kid could say let me reiterate,
Now hold your head high like you been fed pride,
No more a dead mind a free eagle thats been let fly,
Someone loves just as much as the next so guy don’t regret life,

I go back to…….
My rhyme book bar witta sublime hook spit bout lives that time took,
From ones view or my look I could be dripping in diamonds,
Kicking the mindless and stripping the violent of violence,
Making peace and helping migrants revive the lifeless,
Make my sacred writing priceless god lets try this!!!!!!

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