Flat out spit yeah I got it like dat hahah.
I stare into cold space
I don’t know where this place
everywhere I look I see face
my feet start moving it feel like I am in a race
I think to myself must I continual this pace
Why must they all dis
Don’t they know
when I throw a blow
That I never miss
My blow is like a kiss
soft and tender
Make you wounder
when it hit you it’ll feel like thunder
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