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    Aceyalone:
    Every time i flow i get this vision and i know
    Everytime i know i manifest and then i grow
    Everywhere i go i plant a seed i hope i grow
    But every seed planted aint always granted life though
    Some grow slower then they flourish in the end
    Then again some go fast then they die out soon as they began
    Now many music on my seed
    Planted in the minds to feed
    Yes indeed i cut off bleed
    I sweat in tears untill im free
    My set for tha 213
    Wit protect to the e-y-e
    Just soak it in like mother earth
    Who was once this jewel
    Is just a sess poop for fools
    Truly world there's another chapter to that never ending capture rapture
    I tap yo mental
    And strokes ya mind so gentle
    Im the sunshine not the star and i rymhe irregular annnd bizzare
    But i no exactly who i are
    Ye..and i love keepin true and not off guard
    Nobody likes to be a waterboy foreva
    Neva seein the feild thinkin you got it together
    Playin foosball in the street it's yo game but it's they concrete
    Its my ball it's my treat an it's my world it's my hit
    And i live a hell hole in the wall and i don't never see the light of day
    So flipnos controlin alla yall but they wont take mines away
    What is that instict
    To react before you think and make that thought complete tell it to the weak
    Smell before you eat
    See i neva try to mislead
    And i walk this planet keyed
    Yes indeed i cut off bleed
    I sweatin tears untill im free
    My set to the 213
    My protect to the e-y-e
    Just soak it in despite all this anguish
    For a book of human language
    The lion will never ever lie down with the lamb
    That's how it's taught when i saught out to tell em who i am
    I exam
    I loot for the bank and swam
    Change my program
    But they hold me back like water in a dam
    But i wont be held
    Even though im trailed with bread crumbs
    Ill take em to the max headdrum
    Youll need more then excedrin
    Codina
    Morphina
    Niccotina
    Caffine in yo canteen
    In yo bloodstream
    Ima well oiled machine keep my area quarinteend
    From the gardens of flowinteene to shores of tripily
    Scientifically aint to rippen me  im terrificly well spoken
    See many attempts to get a glimps of what the hell im smoken
    But it aint no bamma
    I just mastered this bastard grammar
    I go outside my peramata and stretch out my diamita
    It gets bigger the gamera so pitcture that wit your camera
    (i don't no what the fuck he says here)
    And much more hearts then yours
    I just express mines a little different
    Cause life aint fair but who really cares?
    I no some people that's over here but they wanna be over there
    I no some real cool cats ye but they wanna be bears an when i see em chasen chickens i get heated like a flare
    On your face looks scared ye space looks kinda teared
    Your a square and im beyond comparen im rare ye
    And im sick of turnin apples into pears
    Soon as i get a little bit of it ima share
    See i never try to mislead and i walk this planet keyed
    Yes indeed i cut off bleed
    I sweatin tears untill im free
    My set to the 213
    My protect to the e-y-e
    Just soak it in despite all this anguish
    For a book of human language

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