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• Written by kunta
kunta's Notes
experimenting with rhyme chains, schema's and wordplay
lets see this from first person, im the verse person writing in my first cursive
curved words served with outburst with a burst with words burned, your burned in the third person
your not the third person to be perfect, im going direct im gonna dissect you gonna die wrecked
die messed up, im gonna fly as the best tho, toxic with the asbestos
your not gonna die as the best, though
im still seeing with my eyes closed, freezing up here with the angels like the skies cold
your cries are old, me or you which gonna die roll the dice bro
im going in hard twice so the temperatures gonna rise mold
the lines cover is so you dont step over the mines brother
check the signs, fucker, you aint got rights, hustler
