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dank

you came for front row seats
now pull up a chair
ground level
I'm shaking the verses
vomitting up some super stars
some clones too

don't say I'm not native
nurture you have no idea
hold on nature you'll get your chance

vapor lock
vapor lock
luck think again
instinct
everything echose

even the past
feel that fist?

slap down, beat down
in english nah...

try this one rider
which light do you prefer
space deserves you farther out
now what is that scald or scauld
but I'm calling you out
downtown now!
Written by smackdownraven
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