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Light Weight
From: mama said dont speak to strangers |
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IP:
aight this is entirely constructive criticism, so dont be shittin ya draws or nothin'.
1st one..
-not feelin the yellow, more colors woulda done it well especially since from what i can see, it's a beach.. i don't know why it's all color deprived and shit.
-the text, KINDA, just a bit, clashes, nothing serious though, i can live with it.
-not feeling the mixtape text on the bottom as well, clashes with the parental advisory
2nd one..
-onec again my dude, whassup with this single colored stuff
-not feeling the crown. everything would be ill with some color balance but then you got that ugly ass cartoon crown there.. annnnnnnnd... i think thats about it.. yup
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& my mind is pro-tools, my head is a stool.
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my mouth is a speaker, i'm anchorin' the misery
there's no friends, i ennemy 'em
my greatest enemy, is my inner me
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