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Caught


Hit the beat and dance

give the beat then glance

heart on sleeve with vans 

trippy flow to kill off mans style

boats been sailing for a while 

H 2 0, help out then go

deeper into colour, burgundy lover 

searching for real love, just wanna love her 

real as shit but love hurts 

once you get caught you never do it twice 

never a quick thought getting caught on life

Then you make it all right, left to the imaginary, square the thought

the image is quite scary 

free the points, equal the eye,  5 a day on joints

pree and look up, say hello to gods goodbye 

Blue and White flashes 

all day circling to get past the lashes 

make up on whats good, never be stuck on the hood.  

 

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Section 27 // volume 92 // freeway to heaven before seeing evenly, feel all right with nothing left too do, imaginary square too become one, absolute zero, small town hero

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