Poetry: Circle of Life

My lyrics aim at your brain stained in blood red
Lead flies like time, but there's a price on your head
I got you on edge, I said you wouldn't get it
Special Ed for you lames, so I'll dumb it down for a minute

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Poetry: Wordplay

People talking reckless, my bars choke you like a necklace
My method of mayhem is to slap you with a straight hand
I'm a cool guy, I don't cry, I just throw on my ray bands
Let the music play today, and tomorrow it will forever live

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