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Been a while since I been flexin or speed writing so here's a speed verse. No edits.
The mirage is displayed, haze like in a memories' light like water turning to sand, then the thrust. Memories knife. It must have been past lives that have brought this evil Does a shark bite, die, rise, and then become this feeble? The muscle mass is the truffle gas from this duffle bag, A hustled pass into tougher grass, where the dogs clutch and hack, But I must detach from these puffled laughs and life and rift, Cause this mask is heavier than twice the irons I might try to lift. I ply my gifts for the right to fit, but this life's too tight, it's my mind that's ripped, The mind defines the world, to the height and extent I wish That's why the world might be a mile, and two sizes too big might be the right fit. |
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White Earl
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cool shit, i dig these kind of exercises, had some dope content for being quickly drawn out.
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