Thursday, February 17, 2011

Conscience

My mindset hustle on very high,
I soar past penguin dudes who never fly;
If i was stoppable i still wouldnt ever die,
Because I, as of this guy set the standards on every try;
Set things past expectations,
Love it like a brother but i am no relations;
Respect through my blood so respect is what im tracing,
Success to it all so achievment I am chasing;
I listen to the words that doesnt mean much,
Because although your not currently hungry doesnt mean you leave lunch;
Words i munch i mean a whole bunch,
Because at some point of time them words work in the clutch;
I may seem chill but nothings all good,
Because I feel only orange rubber and a pen can get me out the hood;
I wish i knew it all beyond the nonsence;
Because this is not talent this is just from conscience;

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