Middle Weight
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Never do what they do
IP:
The keyboards and rhymes, sick thoughts and lines
Passion for expression drove to make sick wordings mine
Edification was desirable, spiteful rap wasn't conceivable
But net's full of arrogant, shallow or wacks trying to be believable
So I got absorbed, lost da' warm retort & joined a numb accord
The roots speakin' to me to be myself & spit with god's resolve
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