my nucca..
Each day is harder gettin slain by Karma wondering when I became a martyr?Che Guevara. Things best change tomorrow or I'll leave in a flash of bullets,Blake, relax and cool it. "Fuck that them bastards blew it,You're an avid shootist, Couple magazines, gasoline and a match'll do it,Face it mate this path you're cruisin is a disaster brewin,You wanna nine to five til the time you die? Then collapse into ruin,
that shot was tight, coulda quoted the whole thing.. just some great vocab with a rapid fire delivery.. you write with a beat or what? if so what did you use here? def gunna peep the other piece.. so far everything ive read from you ive enjoyed so kudos to that. you be interested in collabin on sumn? if so pm me.. stay up n keep droppin them fresh joints.
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