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crown of thorns
...in the game of life you protect your queen...in the game of chess you protect your king
take a look at life and assess the dream you trying to wake up from just to rest your wings...
...do you even have time to think, or to risk a blindspot to blink, because if my flow doesn't sink
into your chakras, the intellectual property you became's being stolen by those who wouldn't think
twice about wiping their noses, repurposing your skin tissue with 'em, reposing your skeleton frame
to a closet of theirs, as you give philanthropical airs, you mold into a gelatin frame
you know we seen this every day, the only leaders we have in graves, those breathing are either
tradors or inmates, the craziest thing to me, the only odds in our favor's when we are ethered
I was that numerous times, I'm not the coward but if you get the picture, the beef been grounded
I'm physically here, not a hologram..you doubt it? proof a' life might as well be an invisible garment
so I ain't trying a' be bothered, if you don't know how to fight, what you thought was real been highly unfounded
these are my demos, whether or not you're listening, I did my job and will rock with them thorns I been crowned with...
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