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I Heard a Noise


I look around in my head and there was a noise from where I do not know where it came from.  In my own voice, it was the enemy in my own voice. Telling me you aren’t going to make it, you isn’t going nowhere.  I say, The HELL you say, The Hell you say, (shhhhhh)! I’m not supposed to say that. You see I am the GOAT and I slide on no lies I make it rain when it’s dry, I’ll make the sun smile on time.  You see no matter how much I may fall short of the mark no political lie being told or you showing me I am good enough for the call is going to stop me from getting it all.  I heard a noise.  I heard a sound

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