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i dream what these wings won't do, cause counting sheep is as easy as 1 2, jumping out the nest to catch some bird food, clutch so intense that the knuckles turn blue, i been hooped by wise men, check horizons, read the flight plan, spread the lifespan, sky heights are set, it's time to climb these steps, we only try to get free from the spider's web, gotta murder all the messing around, carry the burden of work, never setting it down, with a spot like now, my shot, my chance, put a plot of land in the pockets of my pants, break loose, raise roof when the kick drops, they flew, straight through, no pit stops, lift off with your head in the clouds, or get lost in the rest of the crowd, been here for too long, said it's time to ride, got to push it on, cause i aim for the sky, times have come and gone, yes, it's time to ride, early in the morn', here's a quotable, slash rap notable, slash mic on the still controlling you, i'm rarely candid, my view panoramic, my eyes wide shut, if not one, i'm holding two, i'm packing double, getting up too early, i'm actually trouble, kind of acting 7: 30, attracted to this earth, maybe acting kinda worldly, but running on my work that says "ev i better hurry", i'd rather worry death than being pushed in the line, still a perfect, never late when i fly, epic so this time when i rhyme, not an ounce of death dying, stay late to the sky, late for my prime, something that was shaped by design, i been running while the others hurt from racing a line, making it great coincides with making it mine, coincides with the hate that i'm making in signs, let me start from the beginning, i rewind to the top, pitch my heart in every inning like i did with the, and it don't stop, a body in motion stays in motion, coasting in between the wings of this flowing, from a chickenwire frame, and a house of wax, to a rocket exploding into a cloud of bats, i been it, doing heat in a '76 plymouth, sitting a, we will be closing in 5 minutes
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Artist: evidence