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On to the next level like supermario

Stop yawning go get the pay face the oject like an arrow,

The soul is not dead the urge is still intent

The whole is not ready tell them we have good intent.

Brought down still i rise up like a dick ready to be swallowed up,

Pregnant with expectations some broad some dumb and hollow,

We aint giving up, staying put like a hardcore criminal,

Minimal stakes assuring yet success is a sure thing.

Rain us with blessings oh Lord, down with the opression

Surpussing our mental genius till they label us sarcastic

Dastic measures, cutting their influence till they cant measure

Dont  extort my pleasures,

Pushing our efforts with no limits.

Man on a ledger, ready to drop down and open a new page filled with better!!

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