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Correct Metaphorical 3 Lyrics
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Correct Metaphorical 3
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The lyrical disease Just got strucked in It didn't know me Guess what it got tucked in See how we got sucked in Its like two fingers to the Category of being plucked in Gather the chairs together Then buckle in sit there then Rest your mind to chuckle in Don't mind me don't like me Well then be free then huckle The berry then you can figure You can swim with your finn Have to slice your brain apart You already walked into My corridor hard Giving you more Metaphors Tickling me for starts While you have your last Laugh my wrath is set to Be destined and marked You depart now my is guard up I become abrupt while I level you The generation continues Telling me to hurry up And out to be up and about Cause they knew I've been Laid my cards by the cups For verbal sprouts to be equal And so I stuff myself Cyphering 'til my brain bleeds For this title to be a sequel Drips as it spreads to me to speak full I remained to be cool I tasted the feed then transform to whats been wasted the term cruel I meet me you'll be able forth tell to how We take the heed by the mule And so I terminologied to face it Became worse now its my tool The replacement Me I been embraced it I greed now we into my session Version three to take it to paste it Disregard song two and so I lace it M-i-c double check me to further ace it While being befriended debated Turning blue N-I-T-E the i-c created My pal the seed you f-o-are-g-o-t My title pit removing the P Makes my song to be it So legit the Metaphoric Calls me myself I fit I don't history to quit I spit to be no contradict Since you did not budget Don't budge me to Walk into my fist Brooklynite has been lit Listen for a bit Been so hungry for this Third round you heard I'm in Town grounds my name bound Foot down I am Pro per The cause to the noun Try fooling me never will I frown back at ya See my result go round circles Then make more sound forcing The thug to guess what Not trying track ya Take pretended facts to my file Stacks by the mile I'm at acha Then title the song or call me To capture being a Frat Phi Gamma This is why my name not here So have some manners At the same time the presidents Name is not even Obama Don't catch the or match the Aladdin I tried patent her but the fishes Placed her back then the mama Disappear then I reappear While piranhas snatched ya ....... To them what matters didn't but sadden They hadn't been back yet and That they were continuing to doing The paying homage vomiting at bin laden Bronx Queens Manhattan of course the island the Staten I am at a reach but never been platinum but realize the vitamins prevented me at being numb toward facts that I probably may not be done------Metaphorical 3 the Mosoundsoda Sequel My appreciation people
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