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Cocky Guy


If I had a dollar Every time I questioned my success I'd be so broke But still the best At presenting my ideas Expressing my thoughts Speaking my truths With everything I got Which isn't much now But with my know how I'll launch off, pop off Click, click, bl-ow I have the speed of creativity Brain vindictively Thinking to out do the last ministry And complexity it came up with This is to easy No one can touch this Hammer time On my grind To find New rhymes Too sublime Combined In a way only thinkable In my mind All these bars And some chocolate You can dine With some time They'll make me rich But even then I won't quit
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