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Done as a freewrite end-to-end with minimal edits. Recorded in one take, mistakes and all.
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Frustration provoked by the oncoming elation,
knowing the elevation that may come with my escaping,
This place it's stifling, seeing the fruits that life could bring,
Could make you reach 'em, eat 'em, or angry at all the mights,
It stings when you fall short, life is all warts,
what you'd call warped when there is no travels on the ballcourt
or you're feeling out of the game, these bouts are insane
I go through, battle with change for growth, jump through gold hoops,
Loopy at my job, tripping and feeling anxious
try to ignore the clock but its hard not to face it
facets of thoughts of wasting time placed in my face gets
my grin furrowed, there goes my happiness getting burrowed,
beneath the surface, worthless feet, nervous, one of the working meek,
inheriting the earth as it bursts and burns the heat
is hazardous, I have to just escape this bloody rapturous
surpass and push this rapper shit to pass its what i'm passionate about, so watch what comes out of my mouth
I guarantee these bouts are fuel to spit to hit you where it counts
and if I don't amount to anything but a man who strives for many things
at least this puppet walks the Earth released from all its petty strings
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