THE TERRAIN I USE TO TREAD THROUGH IS A HISTORY OF HOSTILE ENVIRONMENT, THAT'S WHY I DON'T MIND TRYING TO RECREATE OTHER FORMS OF REQUIREMENT... SOMETIMES THE TABLES TURN SO YOU CAN HAVE ANOTHER PLATE, IT TAUGHT ME HOW TO BE HUMBLE AMONGST THOSE WHO CHOOSE TO GO AND TRY TO HATE... THE SCHEMATICS I'M NOW DRAWING UP IS JUST A VISION COMING INTO MANIFESTATION, SO IF IT WAS SAID AND WRITTEN THEN THESE ARE THE PROPER CALCULATIONS... CAN'T NOBODY STOP ME CAUSE I KEEP MOVING OFF PURE ADRENALINE, I KEEP SWINGING HIGHER AND HIGHER LIKE A PENDULUM PICKING UP MOMENTUM... SOME YELLOW BRICK ROADS NEVER SEEN THE SOLES OF REAL RUBY RED SLIPPERS, BUT THE IMPACT OF MY FOOTPRINTS GUARANTEE THAT YOU'LL ALWAYS REMEMBER ME AS A DOWN TO EARTH ASS SPITTER... FIRE TO EARTH, AIR TO WATER TELL ME IF Y'ALL EVER SEEN A CHICK GO IN ANY HARDER.. WITH THOROUGH RHYMES THAT'S CUT AGAINST THE GRAIN, I'M THAT NUMERAL ONO AND AIN'T A DAMN THANG GO EVA CHANGE...
((( NO OTHER ME )))
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