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Listen up little kids, on the streets the G's call me Goby
Its my first time on the net so you prolly don't know me
I've been hit up, bitch-cut, and kicked outta my own crib
So a life of spittin', dealin', and stealin' is now how I live
Ta give, is sumthing miraculous to me, not even an option
The whole neighborhood's hatin' so that includes adoption
My concoction of ill-willed kills and ink-filled quills has arrived
Evokin every emotion on paper cause my voice was deprived
The underdog of this country, I feel I'm rising with hope
I'm Holdin' the rope that choked those I used to know
But i'm different, unique, I see glory at the glance of a mirror
I've been through more death than war yet victory is nearer
In conclusion to my intrusion, this is my life's synopsis' trend
I've expressed my best impressions and now I'm lettin' it end


~Welcome Me With Open Arms~