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The lyrical disease

Just got strucked in

It didn't know me

Guess what it got tucked in

See how we got sucked in

Its like two fingers to the

Category of being plucked in

Gather the chairs together

Then buckle in sit there then

Rest your mind to chuckle in

Don't mind me don't like me

Well then be free then huckle

The berry then you can figure

You can swim with your finn

Have to slice your brain apart

You already walked into

My corridor hard

Giving you more Metaphors

Tickling me for starts

While you have your last

Laugh my wrath is set to

Be destined and marked

You depart now my is guard up

I become abrupt while I level you

The generation continues

Telling me to hurry up

And out to be up and about

Cause they knew I've been

Laid my cards by the cups

For verbal sprouts to be equal

And so I stuff myself

Cyphering 'til my brain bleeds

For this title to be a sequel

Drips as it spreads to me to speak full

I remained to be cool

I tasted the feed then transform to whats been wasted the term cruel I meet me you'll be able forth tell to how

We take the heed by the mule

And so I terminologied to face it

Became worse now its my tool

The replacement

Me I been embraced it

I greed now we into my session

Version three to take it to paste it

Disregard song two and so I lace it

M-i-c double check me to further ace it

While being befriended debated

Turning blue N-I-T-E the i-c created

My pal the seed you f-o-are-g-o-t

My title pit removing the P

Makes my song to be it

So legit the Metaphoric

Calls me myself I fit

I don't history to quit

I spit to be no contradict

Since you did not budget

Don't budge me to

Walk into my fist

Brooklynite has been lit

Listen for a bit

Been so hungry for this

Third round you heard I'm in

Town grounds my name bound

Foot down I am Pro per

The cause to the noun

Try fooling me never will

I frown back at ya

See my result go round circles

Then make more sound forcing

The thug to guess what

Not trying track ya

Take pretended facts to my file

Stacks by the mile I'm at acha

Then title the song or call me

To capture being a Frat Phi Gamma

This is why my name not here

So have some manners

At the same time the presidents

Name is not even Obama

Don't catch the or match the Aladdin

I tried patent her but the fishes

Placed her back then the mama

Disappear then I reappear

While piranhas snatched ya

....... To them what matters didn't but sadden

They hadn't been back yet and

That they were continuing to doing

The paying homage vomiting at bin laden

Bronx Queens Manhattan of course the island the Staten I am at a reach but never been platinum but realize the vitamins prevented me at being numb toward facts that I probably may not be done------Metaphorical 3 the Mosoundsoda Sequel

My appreciation people

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