Thursday, December 23, 2010
online freestylin
yo my mind just stopped for a mile to admire the script thats been shot outta a pistol powered mouth, and the tongue touches the teeth, but they do not bite, unless the child within is threatend, its a method of expression, n u jus gotta trust it, its okay to feel flustered when the man gets u down, but u jus gotta bless em n tear em a new ear with ur well earned feel, and the spirit of persistance, the chance was there, and i was ready not to miss it, cuz my clock moves fast but it also moves mellowed, always looking out for my fellow, women, who see no need to prove a thing, and feel no desire to destroy,cuz we don't create games or ploys, n we've also got patience with the boys.
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