ayo i listen to all my music before my rymes is all written//
tryin to extend my lines and hyro dry all my gliphics//
when i post a line and freestyle off the head//
my lines past thru the matrix and end up as the lead//
my chambers inside my heart, pump twice as fast thru my head//
im always open armed for critics tellin me of my flaws//
i'll still hold on my grind incase a nigga wanna pull out and draw//



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