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a trance with me
Whats life without dreams
Whats a queen that's missing her king
What i wanted is what i got and that happened by any means
I never did

But in my stout keep by the sea I won't be satisfied for long
I once idolized the great commanders and warriors of yore
But if this is the fate

make it clear
Only man stopping me
Is the man in the mirror
I be focused getting noticed
Potent poet easily
Getting closest to opponents nigga
Blowing up

it's the truth
You rappers stay capping
I got bars by the truck load
Middle finger to the fuck boys
And the dumb hoes
Cooking like gumbo
Ball like

This is an open letter a statement for the better 
From Adelaide South Australia Word to all poets rhymers Philosophers diggers of the Free Spoken

the swisher Know I got the weed to roll it
28 grams in a zipper break it down and then we blow it

Sipping cognac by the pitcher if you got the lean then pour

Everything I say true, I’m a poet
Even if I love you I won’t show it
Cause everybody fake that’s the motive
Money, Different States, that’s the focus

about me Menopause
And yeah the gameplay is scary when they in the dark
I oversee it like a harrier
Wont miss a mark
And yeah im coming back for it cuz it

up in my head, I'm losing my sanity
She's with me on my throne, I thought my ex was my remedy
Nah, fuck that shit, I'm a king
I don't need her, glad I

port nigga this moët
On the mic boy i sound like a poet
See my words giving hope to the hope less
Every year i gеt better, i pro-gress
Top notch in

It's the poet on purple haze, need my name framed in gold
They gon' remember who I be, the brand new king up in the throne
At twelve, I was writing

was fourteen
Dreaming of my moment poet studying the greats
Motivated by illmatic and the purple tape
Digging in the crates of my mental museum
The god,

of an elephant
There’s not a b**** bone in my Exoskeleton
Two puffs of petro, my brains turn to gelatin
Grind 9 to 9, the city is all mine
If I die tomorrow,

how'd you stole my heart
She say I'm a smooth criminal, I guess Imma swallow my pride
By tellin' the truth I won't lie, king of the jungle I'm a lion
I

This is an open letter a statement for the better 
From Adelaide South Australia Word to all poets rhymers Philosophers diggers of the Free Spoken

the origin and coordinates to how I got it
My own pilot so when I write it, it's just self guided
Free flowing like the poet who maxed his level out

The devil

that's my cue bitch
Wifey on my IG Live, yeah on some cute shit
Rapper or poet (uh huh), student or teacher (oh yeah)
Husband or player, I'm all that plus

a poet, teacher, student
Usin' music to release myself from ruin
What I mean is prudent, you see, I
Am my own Judas
And I
Threw my head into music
To keep

a blender
I cut through the soul not leaving a splinter
Your heart is a bone, de-shell the marrow
I'm tilling the soil of soul
I till it by hand, but I may

leave me here tonight
Don't just leave me- (Cut that corny shit off!)
I'm bouta flow like a poet in a boat
Who's been mislead and provoked by the title

brine
Let the sand slide down your hand that's a nice sign
Time to a man is a ride he must abide by

Cant get a look in it seems you mistook him
What you

nothing
These three will slide by and let them things spout
And if there's beef, we'll chop it and dump it with ease
Your drama is touching to we
It's live

I've got the beat, I'll rock it and dump it
Emcees, your armor is nothing
These three will slide by and let them things spout
And if there's beef, we'll

a broken down poet
Who’s hoping to open a calling
To whoever's turn it is to be a god
Reach for the stars
You’re stuck at mums
I’m actually strong when I