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yo when i spill this shit, im dilligent, with this illin shit/
killin it, building wit, my minds thought and the skill i spit/
like "fugees" wit no "praz" im flowin sick with no flaws/
drop ur jaws when u hear the treble from this rebel wit no cause/
no need for applause, appreciation is no necessity/
as long as i know im relentlessly spittin ill progresively/
freestylins what can replenish me, from whats been stressin me/
ability to speak real wit ease, is like a blessin see/
cuz it helps to relieve the pains n restriants that only taints/
...the image i gotta portray to make gains, though pain stil remains/
but i still regain, the undyin strain to maintain the strength i claim/
the strength to "shoot" for goals, and make it the length i "aim"/
never fill in the blank the same, cuz real emcees dont reciprocate/
i just flip the hate, to rip the state, of mind im in and spit it straight/
helps to relieve, the pressures received, from wearin my heart on my sleeve/
hard to believe, but like EVE perceived "love IS blind" for me its harder to see/
harder to be, the standard expectation for this hexed set nation/
knowin i need an education, but cant activate my minds complex sensations/
confused in all of lifes angles, school, women n home life just strangles/
chokin, provokin my inner thoughts to get mangled n left dangled/
cant understand it, how im handed, highs but then so many lows n'/
i can't get back on track of lifes path... cuz i aint got one chosen/
hopefully soon i can resume from the doom, n prove to bloom/
but for now im choose my room, to reside n write to sooth the wounds/
i relize theres people with worse troubles, problems that double/
but i gotta write to mend this rubble, cant pretend its subtle/
to the world this my end rebutal, i sit n wait for lifes next lessons/
til the next session, this recitin of writin is my expression
holla at ya kid
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