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cleared my mind knowing my 3rd eye


All the time I stand out But I stand in 3rd eye Its hard to hide its all natural; being always right on time Seeing through people know who real and who's not I feel the future its a crime please don't call my physic its not my type I just know what I feel all the time Sharing this energy is too much Rolling haze to fix my craziness But that's the time I see clearly Reading all the signs Future sh*t its real alright I told yea I'm not your kind a breed to feed too advance for the concept yea think I weird anyways but well keep it that way Its too much living this high being the 3rd eye
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