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5d
My time the value of my ink
I tried y'all

Rick you got to stop taking meds on that otter pop. Please brotha man the fire escape unplugged. Civil disobedience training and practice beards aren't black magic voodoo passes

Jay he needs American tv

Que the orderlies
Gold the bill
Sax to the whites
Notes to my steps
No baby all rent
Jacked up off stilt
I said pray for the hilt
Spun and done's
Can't afford my nights
To gutters ago
New England choked
On that positronic
Spots so blind
The jazz bats ending in ciudada
No hope in the hands
Lost mercy short of my hook
Written by
kevin  44/M/california
(44/M/california)   
17
   Immortality
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