Here for fun, but never stop till im dun, sun, i cannot succumb,
On a Big Pun Drum I RIP shit,
The Unrealistic critic, sold by a speculative gimmic,
Break off the limits and kill all the critics,
rocketship spirits,
Go up explode left heartless sharp lyrics,
Like shrapnel I'm ample to end beef like cattle,
Preception has become peoples collection of memory
Search for identity
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