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Worship the king, know that the purpose is clean
the earth is 80 percent water yet the surface is green
Created from dust, royal ties, the birth of a king
at an early age, the sage had me flirting with queens//
Mechanic heart, in my teens, I would service machines
focused on money, not talks about birds and the bees
Future told, I was grown, searching for dreams
dream searching, conversing while working for cream//
Stray from violence, my reliance on the church, it brings
joy, no vigil, or emergency teams
I want to be a millionaire, purchase some things
Cars, a yacht, clothes with colorful schemes//
That's the good life, want to be signed to G.O.O.D right
I can bank like Creflo, on Death Row like Suge Knight
The weapon is my mouth, wishing that I could fight
Inspiration, the music, right now I should write//
About the pain, in my heart, I want to levitate
Wrestling with pride, cut water, I'm shedding weight
Heavy burden on my shoulders, I'm super stressed
Depressed that a grudge will interfere with my Wedding Date//
Wood grain exterior, have to put the Pledge away
Free falling soul, I'm headed for a ledge today
Wipe my eyes from these tears, felt the pepper stray
Spent nights talking to God while the record plays//
Listen to Marvin Gaye, starving artist art remains
Father in the hospital, needs to have his heart exchanged
Talk about a defect, got it reset
A hard working man with legs on a feet rest//
Thinking to myself, he was close he could see death
Still has a pep in his step and I'm sluggish
Moving around the house, arms low from the luggage
Back sore, can't stand upright in public//
I'm a writer, with a marketing mind
With no niche, I wonder who will market these rhymes
Fighting father time and the sand in the hour glass
It's always sunny here, today we let the showers past//
Matured into a man, left behind my childish past
Hello new life, goodbye being signed for cash
It's still a hobby though, I smile when I hear rap
Because it was expression when I had fear trapped//
It was expression, when the words caused confusion
It was expression, never won, steady losing
It was expression, I'm thankful for my rhyme books
They made me appreciate how long a rhyme took//
Take some time to remember the heavens
My whole life will change on November 11th (2x)

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from Professional Hobbyist: Motel Eola Remix, released August 22, 2012
Produced by Motel Eola

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Born '93 and raised in UK, South East London.

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