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a state of knowing
It is being knowledgeable as opposed to willful ignorance or misunderstanding
Music is a skill that is acquired by experience, study,

abuse it
One stroke, two strokes, same beat as the music
Ayy, and that shit so wet I took the rubber off, can't even use it
I love when you start

and grooving?
Assuming the music's pace
It's the it's the it's the
Singer-songwriter sounding like a rapper wannabe
Crossing genres never wanna look at others

The Storm

The Procussions

5 Sparrows for 2 Cents

2006

tears seep into my cheek
every crease in my face is a stroke of war paint
just battlefield journalist capturing a picture of this
combat mission from

Locked into a blind frenzy with the pen again 
And tends to convolute 
Whether the first or third person narrative would constitute
The most elegant

Locked into a blind frenzy with the pen again 
cnd tends to convolute 
Whether the first or third person narrative would constitute
The most elegant

I can look into my past and read my memories in ink 
Searching for the remedies they bring
But the music plays so I sing 
When I'm writing in a lucid

I realized living in the past ain't recommended
I'd rather make more music with my favorite violinist
And more local rappers, they leave me with this

cultural Advantages
Touching every coast wit every Stroke upon these canvases
I can paint a picture of a starving Artist with average hits
A thousand more I

a loop
Not not you
But go inside you may find a friend who stay by your side
Ya soul in darkness but somehow you gotta hell of a light
Lucky you
Jealous me

tattoos

Do not  act rash boy your life is hanging by a thread 
You get two strikes on the third filleting you instead 
Thunderclap flash, zenny stance

the very first time you approached
Until the moment you departed

He said
Each and every stroke
Should be exact
Precise
And accounted for by the artist

to curve us
How much verses she cursive
Every last one
The day I let a ghost write for me
Pass the magnum
The rap game is a circus
Y'all do music disservice

goes
H**s don’t really love you they just follow where the wraith goes
I’m the young don everything I do is bae goals
Really in my air BNB right by

verbal art
My voice like a paint brush when I'm about to start
Instrumentals are a canvas
The metronome pacing every stroke I paint the world on an Atlas

the weed
Blow trees
Fuck you mean

Roll another swish and I'm right back to it
Picked up some beer it's just me and my music
This all that I know gotta make

My legacy will prolly be as long as my acronymn 
I'll prolly go double myrrh before I go platinum 
Gimme ten years in music before I move to slasher

hoodie on with my bag strapped over
I move in the dark might call me a loner
One day my music will reach the world
Spread from beijing to barcelona
I keep

a junky, your mind blown in a zone
I make H2O mouth water turn into foam
Or lather. You can call it a sexy disaster
I'm spitting bars so hot it's steaming

it
She love how I make it sing like Miley Cyrus 
I'm performing like its a sport 
We can turn the bedroom into a court 
Give them long strokes never

Said the kid too cold, so she slurpin' on my big stick
She love how I stroke, and I love it how she lick dick
Sneak into the crib eat up and dip, but

Man, shoutout to my brother Sam for paving the way
For me to walk into a Target, buy some Hamm's underage
Remember back when Pops was always on my

Waiting too long for the world to burn
Gave you a shot and now it's my turn
Crying and crying, you music streaming hacks
Nonsense rock consumed like sugar

time you hit the 
Vinyl the music can never be a hit

He who ain't got no sin should cast the stone
I've been saved by Grace and through faith alone
I've