*Puts Away A File, Opens Notepad*
....
I'm kickin-rhymes in the wicked-times of submissions.
Fiends say Im Impossible, I say Really, F'k "Missions"
Then they givme salty looks; i think they think am choottttttttiya :)
cuz i never "plan-it big" duznt mean i dont know Jupiter............................ (choootiye tum sab! :p 0.o)
I'm made from ingredients of simple sobriety
..A handfulla bloody friends n a pinch of society
Bro i dont care if ur right n i dont care if am wrong
Its a life that i own not a damn judicial court.
But then.. do we own this life n its phoney sorrows
cuz its proven in my book, 'Energy is only borrowed'
So frankly, now i do mind makin another mistake bcoz..
Someday my pencil's gotta run longer than my eraser does
So now am livin it up. Done takin piss now am givin a f'k
^hmm f'k that line - u n i both know its just adrenaline rush
But its fruitful. Who-knew boredom cud be this great.
*Looks At The Pending File-Work Behind*...eghckkk! Not another misssstake!!


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