How Many Foes must i Slay With My Pen,These Cold Lyrics Fold Lizards and Famous Wize Men,My Soul's Been in it, Im Distinguished Dont Condescend,Ive Walked The Path Ive Made My Friends,Haters and Fan's Cant Wait For My Thoughts To End,Elavated Ive Demonstrated by My Own Hand,How I Made It,Now Debate it,How I Roll A Man Thats Made Up,Always Faded Flows like sand on Paper Can You Say What You meant to State When you Fake the play Cucks,When Your Plates Fucked,and you Got no way to Make Bucks,Will you train every day till you Break Dusk,Till Dawn Will you Wait Till its On and you Wake Up Again To Hit the Bong and Strafe Rocks,The Plots That Fakes Want To Play Boss,Spit In your Face Tossed,
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