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You taught me that my body was for lease, that I was there for rent every time your "friend" kicked you out of your place, you signed our contract with rhymes cause you knew I've always had a thing for emcees, wanted to find love like Zeke and Myl
All these haters observin’ me. Colliding their trash, an attempt to murder me. But these niggas haven’t even heard of me. Ill kill you off verbally. Destroy your life emotionally. Disturb your soul mentally.
Its a viscious cycle One day these cans youll recycle asking for change that day, ill restrain your days are numbered beatboxing like youre tommy the drummer.  ill be resting under my master's degree
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