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I got away with it


You say you want every girl in the world that’s some wish list You can have the heart of a lion but I am the one they call Daniel. My god is 3 in 1, I have no problem being numberless but is your ignorance infinite always bragging about the latest rhyme that you spit Im a lady I don’t spit, I tsunami Fema is still lookin for me And if they ever try to lock me away I will just plead temporary insanity Tell them I see dead poets and try to resorecct them My dream is that I got you thinkin im crazy but you still want me on yo team cause im like the kobe of today You can have mvp; cause im a dynasty I go to sleep with a pen in my hand just in case my thoughts try to jump out the bed Im a huge fan of dreaming cause every night when im asleep god writes on the inside of my eyelids And the devil tried to ebay my soul but I wouldn’t let him get one bid in I have lots of tricks up my sleves that’s why I wear long sleeves I shoulda been a doctor I give verbal hysterectomies Come across my path you wont be able to write nothing for a week My pen will never go blank cause im timeless im priceless It’s a crisis that they let me get away with this I should be illegal They let me get away with this
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Kendra
There is always many different meanings to things. It is your interpretation

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