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Layers Thompson is this real
Is it real
Dunzo Donalds is it real
It's real baby
Wish that I could write raps with a calculator
Dunzo feels emasculated
Mild heart palpitator
How many cigarette butts does it take
To absorb an entire great lake
I taste fakes
Something's resonating in my consciousness
Each and every Saturday
Which is everyday, by the way
BT Double, and there's really nothing left to say
Who was put in charge of the large text book industry
Everyone's conforming and the next look timidly
It's okay to make mistakes
I fumble with a note pad
Handwriting's dope mad, been sitting on the rope dad
And it's a really tight one
I balance like the yin and yang
The man of tao is absent
I struggle just to have sense
Dunzo is a cat's sin
If a cat had a moral code
I mean could you tell me 'cos I actually don't know
Fragrance and aura are the same thing
We bounce between people like a pinball machine
Completely and totally intoxicated by my dreams and fantasies
Could be a tragedy
If it weren't the trajectory, there'd be nothing left to see
Wowie, what a real bummer
Lookin' bummy on a thug tree
Walkin' to the water spigot
Hopin' that there's just a little
Who can satiate
I practice radical honesty only with select group
My mind is a marching band that only plays depressing tunes
The band that plays the blues and various solos
Shake it while you preach peace
Show 'em what the high road looks like
Shake it while you preach peace
Show 'em what the high road looks like
Shake it while you preach peace
Show 'em what the high road looks like
Shake it while you preach peace
Show 'em what the high road looks like
Shake it while you preach peace
Show 'em what the high road looks like
Shake it while you preach peace
Show 'em what the high road looks like
I'm asking questions
Will they ever make a robot as stupid as a person
I'm in church for the organ spasms and the stained glass
Use it, music, to crack em
You're stuck in the eye-brain vacuum
Oh, to live for a frame
Accelerate, accelerate
Will Forest, it's Whimcity.cock
Sayin' something fake is real
The ground is all banana peels
Animal in this plane, that's Whimcity
Building things mingling to ding-a-ling
Right versus left, fooled by Twix Market
I'll do some shit that makes my dick gardening
And barter with snakes
Passive forces rule you
Ying-Yang thang
Yin Damn dang-a-ling
It's all allowance, fallin' into it
The ground is bananas, the ground is bananas
Wasted flimsical forces
Phallic spaceship trips to infinity
Headass born mini-me's
Austin Power, I got it
Awesome, flowering, budding
What's up, buddy
Who wants to hear the Christmas crullaby
From a fuller guy
Hunger is not a thing
All you gotta do is care
And boom, you're there
Felt like the weasel guy
And I slid to a new lens
Knowing that me's a lie
Just a collision of true friends
Yes, yes
I've lived a good, long life, type beat
I've lived a good, long life, type beat
I've lived a gr- great
It's all - It's been so fuckin' beautiful
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Yea, it's almost over
It just started
It's almost over
Yours truly, in the flesh
I'm not depressed I'm just holdin' it close to the chest
Holding it close
Such an immaculate feeling
Getting back to the healing
Got me laughing in the grass
Thinkin' how I was reelin'
Take a look at my life
It look good right
Wouldn't know how long I gave up on having a good night
Nursing bruises bigger than if I shook dice with Suge Knight
But i'm finally seein' shit in a Good Light
If I had no qualms, what would it look like
I'd wake up early read a book and then cook rice
The light side of the force never left my sight
Getting back on the horse, shits like riding a bike
Letting go a the fear
Getting hold a the gear
Happy new year - the moment is here
Yea all I ever wanted was to do my thing
And there's no standin' still with the groove I bring
It's all part of the game
Ali Bomaye
And there ain't a motherfucker that could ruin my day
Spent a long time wrongly wondering what was wrong with me
Guess I just wasn't hearing the song in me
Made the mistake of not caring at all
Trying to carry it all
And only wearing my flaws
But I got nothin to do now but groove out
Get movin' so I can move on and move out
Time to stop sittin' around waitin' on motivation
Hold the key in the ignition get the motor shakin'
The mighty will devour the weak
And you knows that I gets my meats
Eight days a the week
Plus I stay grazing the wheat while i'm
Paraphrasing pages from the waves of the sea
Had a brush with the immaculate
Was ready to pack it in
Said what's hanninin' got back to the practicin'
Mastered the track list in an accurate fashion and
Who'da thought that it'd happen in Madison
Contraban the Con-man
Dunzo Donalds
Layers Thompson
In the flesh
Not a ton to prove we use solidarity solutions
Big movements, and we decide it's not a need for shootin'
Violence in the street, please, that's not a push for peace
We said prayers for the weak ceaselessly for eternities
Wakefulness, working hand-in-hand for brighter days
Born a fighter when the fight is over change the family phase
Wish you luck if you on that false tip, get a grip
Walking into life my entire being is a bridge
That's why they steppin' on me like stairs
Fuck fair, everybody and they momma common rare
C'mon, we not goin' far without inclusion
It's time to get a big booty boost out of confusion
We do this, no need of Dali Lama or Confusious
Eckart Tolle, holy Buddhist, no we don't have to prove shit
At the end it's only two things:
Practice what you preach and don't preach what you don't do bitch
Remember rappin' on stage in a malaise
Darkness falls then contrast relax in the sun rays
Keep it loose, and now we share what we know
Heal the root, givin' back somethin' whole so we grow
Learned the hard way, now I don't sleep on humility
Got the fans' hands clappin' so I know how they feelin' me
Came a long way since Bass Out the Bassment
Blessed with perspective and we makin' a statement
Punctuate with an expertly placed exclamation
Spittin' with friends, keen displaying our greatness
We divin' deeper than they would off shore
So much momentum that we givin' but they still want more, we go on
Can't spare a second when we puttin' in work
Dug deep in the Earth, 'til I earned my worth
A penny for your thoughts, I drop dimes and nickels
The complexity's enticing but the rhymes are simple
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3. |
Broken Shoes
02:59
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Check check
Yea yea
Broken Shoes
I know my feet wont fail me now
Leather cracked, tread worn
But they still get me around
Laces crusty
The colors turned from black to dusty gray
But so long as my joints lubricate
Then every day's my lucky day
I know my actions have weight in a bold new way
My intentions ripple out and multiply to a tsunami wave
Together, we make more than I alone make
Let the storm quake, observe the way my brittle bones shake
Broken shoes, you've never seen a happy man dance
Prioritize generosity why I gladly hand jams
Put myself in another's shoes, half the world goes barefoot
We got dirt toes and workflows
Grimace with a scared look, I'm moving quick
Champion helper with the strength of twelve
Much work I don't dwell till my shirt's soaked and its smells
Never had a lot and what I got I give away
I sit alone and think of all the good I did today
No I know things may not always go my way
But I promise I'ma always give you me
But I wanna let you know this evening, yea
I wanna let you know
That if you can just hold on, hold on
And each time I think I really need to take a break
I realize nobody for me if I stumble and I break
So I must tell you everything to date
Out loud and it ain't shit sweet
Now it ain't Nilla Frosted Cake
I never thought I'd reach the age of twenty-eight
They say the good die young, I guess I'll pray we make the gate
Opened to the truth and gave a fade to the fake
So every morning I'm enthused to face the day
Used tie, belt worn, shoes broken in
I'd never be broke again if I had another phone-a-friend
Been in the hot seat so long feels like my home den
Used all my lifelines and I've been on my own since
Self-worth millionaire can't afford to be tone deaf
Is that your final answer
Intuition in my bone dense
I must say how it ain't easy, I admit it wasn't fair
I's born, white skin, open glow and golden hair
I write it if I feel it on a cymbal and a snare
Wasn't paid for my verses and I didn't really care
Cause I never had a lot and what I got I give away
I sit alone and think of all the good I did today
No I know things may not always go my way
But I promise I'ma always give you me
And I only have as much as what I've given to my fellow
And it's same rule applied from grabbing Gerber's slurping Jell-O
It's universal now, I'll teach if you not settled
This open hearted message coming level broken shoes
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4. |
Youngin' On a Come Up
02:14
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I sat awake
Visualizing all my wants hopes dreams
Its a youngin' on a come up
Night fall to the sun up
From the spring to the summer
Getting drunk get dummer
New group no drummer
Alt hop fast runner
Flow smooth grass butter
All day show stunner
Creepin' on a come up
Night fall to the sun up
From the spring to the summer
Getting drunk get dummer
New group no drummer
Alt hop fast runner
Flow smooth grass butter
All day show stunner
Creepin' on a come up
Six piece mcnugget
Big dreams blond mullet
Weak punk make fun of
Take flight like flutter
Big light won't smother
N' other words sucker
There is no other
No dad one mother
Recess play flubber
Whole life no lover
Whole life no lover
Son, knuckin' and buckin
Up late shootin' buckets
Wanna be one of
But you are not my brother
Third grade feelin like old man cruthers
Not a hand to hold
Shits creek no rudder
Son of a motherfucker
Who knows no mutter
Other than the occasional sputter
Its clear no clutter
Another long day and it end slow
Love life won't cut it but it bend tho
Ten fo
Best intentions bet i send those
Let go
Set the motion now i'm steppin' to the tempo
Pianissimo
You really not seeing my crescendo
Got a poem book tuck tight inside the tench coat
Tends towards the tense chords
Not one to mince words
Every friend can get the memorable memo
Given a gift
Imma aim to honor with steez
Style istic intrinisic
To the way these beings be
Imma eva give my friends they permission to leave
it ain't no competition i'm shittin' it's tuggin' ya sleeves
Pissin' the breeze
Slang wisdom is key
Its the mission to free - minds
Just listen to see
I'mma meet you where you are
If it's different degrees
In this or the next moment
We just pigeons to leave
Its a youngin' on a come up
Night fall to the sun up
From the spring to the summer
Getting drunk get dummer
New group no drummer
Alt hop fast runner
Flow smooth grass butter
All day show stunner
Its a youngin' on a come up
Night fall to the sun up
From the spring to the summer
Getting drunk get dummer
New group no drummer
Alt hop fast runner
Flow smooth grass butter
All day show stunner
Creepin' on a come up
Six piece mcnugget
Big dreams blond mullet
Weak punk make fun of
Take flight like flutter
Big light won't smother
N' other words sucker
There is no other
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5. |
The Dawning
04:43
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I can't let go
I can't
Hope it's recording and the vocals not distorted
I'm speaking my peace so I sort it
And if they find this boring
Don't mean it's not important
Just wasn't for them
I'm hype that you heard it I'm foreign
I'm yawning since it goes on and on with them I
Lift with my strong hand and help a man up
Change of heart
Can't say it's not rewarding
Don't want respect less I've earned it
I was born with it
Drivin' 'round with no destination
My vehicle is Kanye Late Registration
This is how I stave temptation
Aimless There's no way off the plantation
Her advice to me was: Stay in ya lane son
She didn't give a shit, but I gave one
So I sent her on her way now I'm waiting
I know I'm not a pitstop
When you empty like the station
Now I'm writin' verses on a junk mail envelope
Wonder if my higher self could see me with a telescope
Bet the grass is greener when you sellin' dope
You could see 'em explode when you tell 'em - nope
Belt around my neck like a symbol
They wanna see me break but I didn't even bend though
I just dropped leaves I'm deciduous
You overly litigious and not open to our differences
Simple approach but the execution: intricate
Helter Skellington Helipad it's incredibly intimate
Indicative of the method how
I'm silly with my seriousness
No template and no need for belligerence
But competence? Bitch has no semblance
Dedication crumbling a fresh crop of cannabis
Tears dry though I've walked lives out the Animus
I'm drivin' South on Forty Five assessing the damages
Hope for a greener green that's a tad presumptuous
Got the zoot bag tucked so I'm feelin' quite voluptuous
You don't know me, or life or how it functions
Revenge is a dish served scrumdiddlyumptuous
Forgiveness press each of your
Brightly blinking buttons
This bitch got her ass cheeks open call it hustling
Get wet over a check signed Illuminatus Busters
I'm over/out transmission shotty
When the gust hits
Fuck shit
Know no role but the victim
School team line up
Nobody picked him
Shirts, skins and the skin shifters
I stay gold tell 'em everybody's different
My style never change same song Sonny Rollins
He made a mil wit a bald head Phil Collins
I can feel it in the air tonight
Though everyday I'm hearing sirens
I don't entertain the violence
I heard you got pneumonia off the variant
Been weary but my ink spills very fresh
The Great Teacher told me do my best
Evangelical with the verses; dancin' to my death
You'll never see it you could prove me right
Shine bright even with a third eye made of calcite
Now it's Back to the Mil with a meal
Jacked with a loot pack packed to the gills
And you bet I count stacks like a paid shill
Great chill though I never been sleep like DayQuil
Do unto your fellow man
Now I'm sellin' mixtapes with no proper licenses
Competing with my ghost
See which one hits the nicest mix
Rollin' through 262 feelin' feisty
Think about my past life: Hoop on Sixty Ninth Street
I said that last line quite nicely
So I'm thinking 'bout my future and
How motherfucking bright it be
Bright enough to decolor the swoops on your Nike
I think about my twin flame
The moment when our eyes meet
Got it from the Super Self Psyche
Blessed is the buddha who could take theyself lightly
Ever since back when the hair gelled spikey
I'd reflect on what is not yet but one day might be
Knowin' one day maybe I could end up here
One day later I'mma be smoke in the atmosphere
I can't let go
The vocals not distorted
I'm speaking my peace so I sort it
And if they find this boring
Don't mean it's not important
Just wasn't for them
I'm hype that you heard it I'm foreign
I'm yawning since it goes on and on with them I
Lift with my strong hand and help a man up
Change of heart
Can't say it's not rewarding
Don't want respect less I've earned it
I was born with it
It's the Dawning
I can't
I can't let go
I can't let go
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6. |
Grateful
02:01
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They say write about your troubles
I say I never seen 'em
I mean we all go thru it
But I never missed the meaning.
So now I'm beaming
But you couldn't believe him
Take the shit with seasons
Day by Day I keep on seizin' 'em
I walk with Sananda and I also hold the heat
Load the beat up and
Put the jam on Repeat
People freak me out 'cos they
Have never seen God's face
My neighbor goes before me
I put 'em in their place
No this life is not a race
Isn't it Amazing Grace we could slow it down and celebrate
Instead we'd like to drink and fight and be irate
How can you not be thankful when you sit'n in front a dinner plate
Look to the horizon and I barely see the sunshine
It's a good day if I find one line before lunch time
It's always painful and it's worth it
Got a gift and I give it in earnest
I'm extremely tired you could hear it in my voice
They annoyed 'cos I always make the choice
Doing Good Works is the only way to go
I've seen it from a mountain top
So you should think I'd know
All the world's a stage
This the ending of the show
November's come again
So now I'm waitin' for the snow
Are you sure of the intentions of your goal
Lift your fellow man- that's everybody's role
You may get dizzy running 'round the maypole
Stand tall in Aquarius, the prophecy is age old
It's not really something you can be late for
So you can't not be Grateful
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7. |
Getting There
03:27
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See you when you get there
Each one comin' with a different point of view
You could teach it how you live it what you say and what you do
Hold the line steady pray the truth not gettin' skewed
And my heart weighs heavy if the message gettin' through
From my soul speak, effort light up like a spark
When the will is not enough are you okay with who you are
With the purpose with the value we still stumble in the dark
Give it courage no perfection in this art
I gotta say it's not the same without you here with me
I'd always say I'd go and live life fearlessly
The tears deep this memory is not how it appears to be
Imagine you're still here it's like you're here with me
I gotta say it's not the same since you left
Every moment I've been weary but I still take the step
I've been grateful of the time that we spent
Together we have plunged the depths
I'm not here to clean the mess
I just meet my high potential, do my best with no regret
Dream weaving while these other rappers rest
I'm Rodney Dangerfield, I don't get no respect
It's been a long time comin' and you won't soon forget
I'm focus on forgiveness but I haven't found it yet
I share with you my worth and still I've never seen a check
So now I'm feelin' anxious and I'm 'bout to hop in bed
Yeah I got fans but they look at me like I'm dead
They drunk and off the molly so they don't know what I said
And even if they heard me bet they don't know what I meant
I'm tellin' em they lazy and they prolly owe me rent
So hop inside my mind and you can finally find me flex
They think they know my steelo but don't really know what's next
Hell I suppose it's anybody's guess
He on a hero's journey but it seems to have no quests
I'll do a podcast and never have a guest
Involuntary celibate I'm never havin' sex
I rock with Jesus and I'm all about my bread
I sit with Mother Mary 'cos she saw me when I wept
Awfully tense but I could prolly say I'm blessed
I'm always on defensive like it's full court press
I miss the bench since I could really use a rest
And then I breathe it out my chest 'cos there ain't no such thing as death
I love hip hop, I know she loves me back
Cos I still get goosebumps when I write the perfect rap
I wrote the simulation while these other rappers slept
And they can't do it like I do it so they copy me instead
And I encourage it I tell 'em go ahead
I'm a hard knock's graduate don't do it for the cred
I got a message I'm just hopin' that it spread
Why I'm on Creative Commons, you can profit off my trend
I'm not stupid I'm not here without my friends
They all stopped going so I'm waitin' on my win
They talk shit and it gets spoken in the wind
I speak it in the open I don't do this for pretend
I wrote you a letter but I'm never pressin' send
It's never really perfect so I'll save it for the end
Meet with me in astral, we workin' on a blend
And if this make you smile then don't ever say you're grim
If you salty son then take it up with Him
By showin' generosity I'm sure not to offend
Fuckin' hip hop I did this on a whim
It's no sinkin' you're just swimmin' then you swim
Just keep swimming I'mma swim until it's fin
If you get it and ca' hold it while you really get it in
If you get it while you living while you get a little grin
Get a different set of vision and you'll never get a end
See you when you get there
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Aye.. B C D too
I'm an unemployed guy coming here
Coming here doing what a guy does
Who doesn't do stuff
You know what I'm saying
But get it straight, I'm not a stupid kid
'Cause I made broth and I put it in the fridge
And Jah blesses the jobless
Who make a pancake and then the omelettes
I'm kinda overly accomplished
Spending the rest of the day on some kinda piff
Pontificating this strange long trip
Of which I've only seen a little blip, which
Shit I should return to the surface
But I've come so accustomed to my bum near the furnace
And this high lasts longer than the fire in my ass
And pondering, is it really such a blast
Such a bliss a blessed blast
The embers are logical, feed us the fire the chronic calls,
I'll let you singe more chode if you tell me which wardrobe
They proceeded to tornado, showing the error in my fables
I poured my liquor out onto the table, I made a slip and slide
The Fibonacci sequence said do not be sheepish
I'm tripping like I got a chip inside, but I'm not tweakin'
I retreated to my head
And still run it like a beacon, respecting what's known
But with all that gunk in my dome
I went and built the funkiest throne
You should've seen the thing
It looked up like a little bunch of beads in a ring
Funky as shit get it straight
Funkiest throne you every fuckin' saw
I'm rappin' rappin' rappin' rappin'
Coming in from the top rope
I don't got jokes
And my brain brain move a little slow
From the pot smoke
And I do a little better when I jot notes
Less of a smart hunk more of a hot dope
Making every attempt to be conscious
While I eat an ice cream bowl full a nonsense
I'm kinda overly accomplished
Spent the whole day asleep now I'm up til the dawn hits
And when I write I be feeling' like Ernest
And I'm just be earnest
Ermergerd I'm a gernius
Finding out what the journey is
I'm a journalist
Reemerged from immersion
now I'm hurling shit
Talking excrement
I'm the president
I'm the ceo
A robotic neurotic like 3P0
No mechanical parts
I'm a man of the heart
But what if we were standin' a banana apart
I'm super stupid but still do numbers like I was a computer
Yours truly steady chewin' a smoothie
Large facts last night was a movie
Primate mindstate when I stare at the booty
Mr. Employability I bet she would do me
Lightin' up my middle name like my first name was Scooby
We doin tai chi
Eatin lychee
Dang she spicy
Wonder do dey like me
Very likely
Feelin feisty?
They call me Mikey but you can call me nightly
Well I won't call you every night
I'll call ya once in a while
Just to say what's up
See what's good
Yes
Chum glass you may cop a false espresso
Chewed in the mouth pouty plot twist presto
Sitting legs crossed with a new set legos
Myriad mind with the fine toothed fresh comb
One spliff two spliff forgot my last name
Foregone conclusion was written in vain
Bubble under surface collections out to rain
Digital textiles marksmanship insane
Lolly poppin', swag on John Stockton
It's really no stopping when I'm
Locked in like a locksmith
Suit of iron, you need to let it breathe
Got the keys to the kingdom
With neck on freeze
Funky cleopatra with a fat spatula
Back since rat pack it's rap's Dracula
Bit the toothpick, swearin' I'm loose lipped
True shit ya two bit, wear it if the shoe fits
New job who this
I'm lyin' a lot
Siren stop timin' to jot
It's mind on rot
Chicken tenders of splendor
But what's the sauce, boss?
Please for me a salad, tossed ballad long lost
Maybe that's just my rambunctious function
At the luncheon with a little somethin' something
I'm a scrumptious youngster
With the bowl in the back pack
Take that light that
Keep it rollin and pass that
You holdin' lemme have that I wanna get stoned
Me and cannabis like a dog to a bone
Like butter to a biscuit
My business is how I hit this how I manage mischief
Hmm. how I manage mischief
How does he do that? How does he do that?
How'd he manage that mischief?
How'd he do it? I can't believe it
I'm so surprised I can't believe it
Somethin' new somethin' fresh
Somethin' wicked somethin' wild
Somethin' surprising
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9. |
Yo, Microphone
03:45
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Aye yo microphone
I know you got a verse on this
C'mon you want a turn
You got a verse microphone
Spit that shit
If it's other way around and I'm the one rappin' to you
I'd highlight your best qualities and areas you could improve
Yes I've seen you wave through the greys and the moody blues
And I'll remind ya: God loves everyone
And that includes you
If I was in your shoes I'm not certain I'd know what to do too
I might abuse an uncouth tooth to accrue new views too
Let loose in the booth
Until I'd broken every last so called rule
Bring the unknown to light
Entice ya mind like glittering jewels
Don't think they jittering ghouls
As much as we blithering fools
I tell em be open to change
Like misery moves without many balloons
When I was growin' up it wasn't enough to be tough
Fuck the fluff
Now I'm on the floor doing push ups til I'm buff
Plus self defense tactics
But its not much of one to threaten slugs
But it couldn't touch the love within
Not meaning it comes from up above
All them jewelry you've collected
And all them wealth that you've accrued
Sifting thru news on a dinner for two
Sippin' brews til u skewed
Cue how it feels to be the dude that continues this ruse
Phew don't think you too couldn't afford a change of view
If it's the other way around, and I'm the one rapping to you
Sit down and inhale for a few
Zoom exhale thru the tune
I've heard you exalt empty prayers to the moon
Giving rise to a movement that's much bigger than just you
I'd need to give you what you not knew
And had never known
Your verses have always existed
You've given shape and they've grown
Growth is on the other side of what's shown
Just cuz you haven't flowered
Don't mean you don't got roots below
You may want more but look at what you've helped to build
Have utmost honor and respect for the temple of your skills
Your intentions follow closely with the will
Fill your cup
And share it wisely you won't spill
Ignorance is death
Just cuz you don't know it all don't mean you don't know some
Ignorance is myth so don't trip if at first you get it wrong
Almost home
All is mind in individuated units
Beam auric light spheric magnetic field-like cubits
Truth is how it gets u vibing with the Schumann
Not-so super human
You too could be a writer like Mumen
Seein' if this get u movin'
Something soothing for this evening
Love at first sight
Baby seeing is believing
I'm the best version of myself for myself like Eman
Beamin' truth is it ain't any other reason
My long friend know how I hold you in esteem
And I'm aware of how much for you this music means
How much that I've seen know I'm gon be here when you need
Though I'm just your microphone I'm glad u have me on your team
So don't let your exports get distorted
Get your waifu broken hearted
Gift never meant to be hoarded
Verse in the bin to be sorted
No matter how much you've given
Find a response still guarded
And when who really gave the most
Went only mostly regarded
A minimal target
No open disputes just cars and parking
My artistry harkening to the arc
At the part it starts sparkling
But other than you?
Layers
It's Donalds like Duck, Howard, or Darkwing
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