OneHappyBlonde

Yeah Im an old school poet
I cherish the ink
That cosmic cowboy that doesnt care what they think
Real magic isnt card tricks, big cribs and cars bitch
Its making something out of nothing through this hardship
And even though we know that the earth is weak
We still bomb each other and idol what the churches speak
Its like this land is either run, by labour or liberal
But dont get entwisted their the same as the criminals
Open your eyes, and simply notice the issue
That we stuck to our guns without promoting the pistol
We only orchestrated the sound that we all love
Split because of colour but bound because of blood
So before we all blow and they sell the scene
Know that the only thing thats bullet proof is my self esteem
See this is way beyond cash, and ego tripping its an epic electric eso ecosystem
Grow with me!

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