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Anybody, who is struggling, Is my people The one with the color purple, Who will one day earn and own the ring.
Isn't it funny how something that you start doing just for fun ends up being the thing that saves your life? That it is the only thing that can help pull you through when the rest of the world is cutting you like a knife.
Soul over mind, if mind is over life, well that's the end of mine Why receive hate when I'm trying to be kind, don't watch my step unless I'm stepping on a mine
From a far fetched view, The eye perfects the red rose.
He sat in the best seats And everyone adored him. The instructors recognized his glory, And I sat behind him.
May 15, 2014 THINGS ARENT ALWAYS WHAT THEY SEEM A Larcinamonte Robinson Original
There's a kid who sits In the back of every math class He doesn't talk to anyone He does all of his homework
It only took a matter of minutes to sniff out my identity.