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Ta exist
Its
A struggle
Damn
And
My Uncle
Sam's
A pimp
And A hoe fa doe
No hu mans exempt
On this track
With no wheels
Pockets nauseous
Flat
Like the Bat
Mo bill
Tires
Which
Transpired
3 times prior
And I rode
Til my will
Fell
And my wheel
Well
Didnt prevent
This
Damn
Sand
And
Mud
Gist
A man
Hands
Tan
Yup.
No joke
Dope strokes
On bass lines
So dont
Waste mine
Yall ball
Im buildin
Lines brilliant
Like Saul Wil liams
This nerds servin
Raw to tha pil grums
No rock
Had 99 jobs
And a trick
Aint one
Use to cop
That white chick
(Cane) & run
From
Richmond
To Marin
Eloped to the dope
Im gifted with the pen
Dope quotes
No joke
Ms, this
Nerds bizarre
Wit ness
His verbs
Get hard
Words covert
Actions of passion
Ya heard the crashin
Of waves
Of sound
By way
Of the town
No joke
Dope strokes
On bass lines
So dont
Waste mine
Ms,
Kin's stressin
His intestine
Isnt effective
A true vow
To bow
With vowels
And rhythm expresses
How its wild
Exsistin
Yet neglected
(Damn),
the system's a pimp
And a victim isnt Kin
Then again
Kenneth's
Skin
Isnt
Respected
With this pen resistin
Sin and prison
Write life
My plight
Then elected
To Author these
To Slaughter greed
And poveryy