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The Light TL Reveal


Studying Rap writing my own after math little hobbie never side tracks the young warrior, only adds some more glory to um another young reverend run exquisite with it several missions never missing that liquidity that accompanies the Me, heard my sound, felt the vibe, always bouncing back on the rise. Went beyond the limits aiming aimlessly for the night sky, the starlight might be where I learned to shine. That's above and beyond Getting Better with every effort that the sauce and the cheddar. Dripping talent like I rode in skill Laced rims wait for the paper to get hit by the pin, knowing that this upbeat win is more than a win, all Ls on the chin another lesson, zero guessing , Intention setting World Changing Life Total gaining, No explaining , this is just a component of the revolution, as The new era begins try not to catch a contusion. Straight to a chart slick send, RB bound to Offend off again with the potential to make the blurred line blend. To "Me" a win is a win. Always a leader, best of the best, G.O.A.T to some. Guess on whom you ask is on what that depends. Capture the flag , tossing the frag plasma Anti gravity in the bag zero lag shots fired aimed hire got inspired that's that divine spire got to the next level and never retired , rewired light in the dark, came to ME now they see , that's the pace and beat that In from here to Crete say my name on repeat ,shit that they can't delete really a delectable treat , planning to inquire. IYKYK Lite interview with An Interdimensional vampire.
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Datmarsoupial

Just a guy floating in a sea of inebriation where will I sail what will I be...come, if left alone with all that within this landscape of my mind chooses to roam. Creating Realites that's the tea F everybody that comes for Big Goat Named ME.

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