God created the creation
If You seek to condemn on a plane of competition you lack the vision I guess I’ve just been givin’ something different. I’m trying to build my own systems and algorithms to make a millie, no lives, just sit back counting my figures, just me and the winners, who chose to lock arms in the middle of December, you know that winter gets cold, I’m top down in some sprinters, heat on, like Gold wearing go getters, now go simmer in that, I’m never in lack, but if you want me to move positions, you gonna pay for that, I came in the game, my aim on taking it back, I’m a voice for the people, my character is unequal, I’m just a star to that movie but sequel I’ve been delivering peeps from the edge of the that suicide evil, but fly like a seagull, shit on the church and the steeple I came from the heavens I’m back for the good I won’t leave you.
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