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mixtape


I had dreams. I laugh at yours. You inspire to be a rapper. It brings much joy to see you working. On your mixtape I like the nosie you make. I can't wait to see the words you put to that. Who are your haters? How much money you got? Where's your hoes oh my favorite rapper where's your hoes? Who you dissing ? Would you talk to the Lord with them words? How late you stay out? How big your penis? I'm glad you was already getting it. You was already whippin it. You had the diamonds, gold, shoes, clothes and your hoes your hoes. Your words and that noise inspire me. To learn my alphabets and write complete sentences. Now go from place to place Tell them and sell them Your mistake
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