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_ step to the left, now write this
clef and take note, the palette, paint floats
_ No joke when I tell it, faith hopes
_ so close to a talent, make note
_ quotes wrote to intelligent folks
handlebars, nope and they roll on broke spokes
_ choke throats to inhale a dope smoke
and they /hail a dope joke on the day the dope woke
_ don't toke, but i used to go broke
smokey smoke smoking on the rope a dope, loc
_ not a loc, but i got to know folk
who shot the one homie that I used to know,whoa
_ nope, I am not a felon but I woulda been
saved from the pen and what coulda, prolly shoulda been
_ put a sin in the den get a dent in the
end, but I got Great Friend, and a betterment
_ that's a letter in the process, watch this
correspondence show up like God sends
_ Sent across this cont'nent cautious
Gosh it's fresh like the chain I'm off this
_ So when the DJ drop this, off heads
Go, cuz I pop this flow and I lock kids
soul like a target scope and a hard hit
/home .,. and the march it goes like
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