I, Like You

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Love like sign language. We don't gotta talk. Dark skin, se him grin This race.. He might win.. But then again, its all about my independence I repremand, I need no love from a man. I stick to the girls with curls and curves for days. Let me stay away.. cause these females too sweet, ind up givin me tooth decay. Writin silly nonsensical shit in a corner.. Feelin like a foreigner.. OUTTA PLACE in this space, and please dont think that I'm just a pretty face. I will spit bars like a convict, cell block 9.. Let me not waste anymore time with more silly ass rhymes.

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