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letra de 21/08 - tom (emcee from australia)

just please offend me
saw no less than the leader in me
no hope left, don’t fold yet, i feed the envy
remember when it was a liter in me
leaned upon the spirit
cleaned the act a little bit and still a fiend for plenty
the pinnacle of penmanship is here to lend a little fear
pin it to the air
fill it to the brim
shame i need to rap just to admit my sin
plain and simple fact is i’m a victim of my innocence
my every move is in defense
the weather blues according to what my pen reflects
this isn’t rapping
it’s assortment of what i render left with any semblance of importance
ignore the [?]’s calls but i sent a text
why are you so forlorn on the microphone?
because i’m at home when writing poems of what i might’ve owned if i’d have took a different step
i live what the pen has willed for me
my every move is in defense, and still she sees
my fist imparts [?]s
it’s wishful thinking
speaking of its distant aunts and uncles
i live the pain within this punctuation
somewhere at age six i fell in love with waiting
maybe when that fella struck his lady
hard to say
we’re all in need of saving
took me twenty-one broken years to even face it
my sin shame [?] take it
somewhere along the way i fell in love with hatred
my fist imparts [?]s
my fist has scarred my loved ones

- tom emcee from australia

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