DONT TAKE IT TWISTED
Im hoping by your words and actions you wont speak ill of me or you
since i recognize me, establishing a true sense of belonging on me,
by me, in me.
All me down to bottom, right to left, east to west
Sailing like the wind through thick and thin
Hard belonging on the side of haze Blue like the sky, true like the light
without following rules since some are lies.
With a hardstance i step on the grind side expelling all lies
limiting gambling since there is no wealth, money and empployment.
I cant become a lice, hardwork and vision leading me to success eyes.
But dont call me nice (hell will break lose) beating by a mob my peeps and my dogs
a meeting with the pope, gravy actions without thoughts No mercy with classy leaving happy without a rot.
Im the Most, Im the Lost, Im the son from the frost
An ocean without the coastinjustice without the courts
the Sinner with no wrongs, The winner with no prize The Prize Without a Cost.
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