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Intro: Yo mana you ready man, you're on in 5 minutes dude, get your stuff get your DJ and go kill it
Verse I
I'm like blow
Step out on the stage like I'm infamous
Sound of a thousand kids screaming all into it
Like you no my name? Or even know my songs (What!!) Adlibs
They even no the lyrics to chant and sing along (uh huh)
It's like eh yo, He got that style
I'm like yeah yall, it's going down
Emceeing with freedom I'm seeing
Kid's freaking the feeling of reaping the seeds and I'm speaking
And I like that, I'm a still rap
I won't come fake styling like ye plastic gats
If you didn't know I spit the syllables
Were bringing you Manafest style live at the rodeo, radio, video, stereo here we go
Hook:
I've traveled all over the globe
What's under ye nose
Rip the shows if it's sunny or snows
Sell it to the rich feed it to the poor and you know
Its Kodak moments up live in stereo
Rodeo, Radio, Video, Stereo
Verse II
Stage dive off a lyrical high without the red eyes
Spiritual miracle signs through the man I
Serve with the most respect, I don't boast to get
6 zero check's survival of the fittest
People diss ye, people like ye
Battle freestyle you. Who's wiser? You a rhymer?
Hope ye have your lyrical chops top notch
Before you get sling shotted off the mic and cut
It's a cold game pick up ye flow man
You better have skills plus an ill business plan
Get thick skin or gain a lot of weight
This is hip hop/ rock'n roll rodeo let's go!!!!
Verse III
Big crowds to small crowds, any crowd
We go town to town, bust many styles
People smiling all across the island
Kick freestyle's till yall buck wilding
My jeans is still sagging my face soaked sweating
Before the show I'm in the bathroom resting
My own private seat I peep a magazine
Think about how I'm a emcee for his majesty
I want a freak yall take ye so high
I want freedom in ye life at all times
We gonna rock from now and forever
Are yall ready? (YEAH) well than bring it
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Verse I
See the light or get knocked off
I don't talk a lot
I drop it hot modern day psalmist topping charts
Get me in my comfort at a concert
For child hurts merging in the city clubs and outskirts
Power the verse from the words of God dialoging
Keep walking proceed behind the line of caution
It's just in I heard them men's talking
He ain't the same dude changed afraid he came to pay dues
Chorus
It used to be about skills
Now it's about bills
You don't know me and you can't hold me, yo!!!
I'm still true to my game
Where I put my name
No I won't change your all fake
I wanna run away from where I was found
And bring me one step closer to where I am now
And every time you try, breaking me down
I'm gonna get right back up, and stand my ground
Verse II
I run up in your set with black con's and a skate deck
Throwing hockey pucks blowing speakers and mic check
One, Two, what you gone do when I come through
With a team of crazy Canadians rocking skidoos and snow races
You can call it whatever you like, won't have an affect on your life, Right
Tell me people never listen to the words
Well watch the reaction I get when I drop this verse
Bridge/Break Down
Step into this game man, a lot of punches being thrown at you
I've fallen down I don't know how many times, you just got to get
Right back up
Move!!!!
Chorus
It used to be about skills
Now it's about bills
You don't know me and you can't hold me, yo!!!
I'm still true to my game
Where I put my name
No I won't change your all fake
I wanna run away from where I was found
And bring me one step closer to where I am now
And every time you try, breaking me down
I'm gonna get right back up, and stand my ground
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Intro: I got a story for yall, about two people, living different lifestyles, you never thought it would happen like this.
Verse I
There once was a lost boy living all annoyed
All aboard let me take you on tour And travel through the mind of an innocent adolescence
Brains affected from his friends and fetus
He lives all alone with his mom and she drinks
He's alive but he sinks into lies, he's deceived
The girls don't like um, teachers don't want him
Uh oh I don't know he skateboards out the door
Tries to find his soul while he's falling down a hole
Runs into the wrong groupies they going on stupid
Acting foolish, get him to do what he shouldn't
Breaking and entry, will leave you broke mentally
You don't want it keep your own wallet
They calling you soft behind bars is no option
Life's a little a bit, hard when gripping it
Take control or others will start living it
Chorus
So listen to what I got to say,
Cause this type of stuff it happens everyday
If I told ye would you hear me?
Or would ye hear the truth, and not believe me
Verse II
Super stars are so beautiful, they want you ooh, and ahh off they looks
Look surprised
Icons in the eyes, of us looking up
Magazines posters, autographs and such
I thought I'd try to see her I went inside to meet her
Found out her real side would just cry and cry
All night all day camera's in her face, she puts a smile on
She's happy just to play along,
God was on my lips
We talked about the biz
Entertainment what it is affecting the kids
Do you know about the power that you have?
When you dance, in the songs that you sang
These guy's, is like Dang!!!
What the deal is, tell me how you feeling
There's a God that can bring your life healing
She just took it in stride there was glaze on her eyes
I offered Christ left it to her to decide
I said, if you want it search and you'll find it
Chorus
So listen to what I got to say,
Cause this type of stuff it happens everyday
If I told ye would you hear me?
Or would ye hear the truth, and not believe me
Bridge
If you want it, search and you'll find it
You don't, but you've got to free yourself
Verse III
Take my advice from two types of life
Two stories two kids living without Christ
If you D.I.E you ain't at all happy
Use sadly, living in hell teeth is nashing
Oh my gosh, what the heck do I do
Just know that there can only be one truth
â"that's it that's all, now I'm signing off
Follow me here's the chorus sing along
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Verse I
Look at me, what you see?
Is it him or me? Critic's is dissing me hard was this meant to be?
The feeling I'm feeling is real, and it's stealing, the meaning to stay in this field
Many men of tried it, few have ever made it
Most taken out fighting sin temptations
I separate my English, like the French
When I fall, get down repent, what don't ye get?
Chorus
Rocking me constantly, being somebody, the pressures is calling me
God and society Break Down Chorus
If do I could fall, if I don't I will crawl.
It's so hard having all, isn't this what I want
I stepped out, fell down, Got up, what now
Verse II
Put yourself in my shoes, with my crew,
I lose take a ride right through my mind, birds eye view
I stopped caring what yall think a year ago, here we go, radio, video,
Stereo, types cause I'm white, the harder I write, the more lies on my life
Ye tell it in spite
Right to my face, or stab me in the back
Manic depressive no, but I might just snap
Verse III
This position's warn out, I want out
It's what I wanted not what I thought
It was when I was poor now I'm cornered
Knowing now it's in the past with the wack raps
I'm signing 99 hundred 9 lines of autographs
Most significant feeling like I'm infinite
Critics used to kick my backside now they kissing it
What a switch up, thought I'd a give up
Ridiculous, how I ended up, so what
I ain't so different, yeah I'm a Christian
Living still winning you got counterfeit religion
I say it in my lines in ye face up to rise
You hating on something that you ain't even tried
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Chorus
Breathe, reflect in between my rhymes
Don't know if tomorrow will be my time
Release, ye whole mind body and soul
Up in your zone this world's out a control
Cause If I die before I wake
Pray to God my soul he takes
I got one life, one heart, one mind
I'm not ready die, let's stay alive
Verse I
Why would I lie if I know it's true?
If I'm wrong than I'm wrong than I say that's cool
It's the law of the earth that'll kill me first
It's the God of the universe who saved my birth
Not cocky, not watching, I don't care if yall diss
I got 100 verses 40 songs take ye pick
Average man lives to 65, I got 9 lives
Courtesy of Christ I'm a use all 9
So find me atrocious, I rhyme with emotion
I'm floating in here you better come up for air
You got cash, clothes, a chick, Zero percent
With crack up ye nose bro it don't make sense
And it's been that way you're not D.O.A (dead on arrival)
Yo, did you hear me this life is getting scary
Know what you're about not just knowledge of self
You got one chance to play, and ye cards are dealt
Verse II
I can't be held down, to your worldly styles
Get up and bounce Ricochet off my sound
I ain't ready to, die
I got mileage to ride
I stopped playing with yall,
Between hating my God
Figured him on my side, I could fly or
Walk the waters,
Heal his daughters you've never seen an artist
To spit this truth, this year, kill fear
I'm the new pioneer, and I'm still a kid
Verse III
I ain't got time to waste, this be the last one
The outcome of life I'm unsure, I'm not done
Leave yall a message, and answer some questions
The who what why we here
Why's there fear, if I die, do I rise like birds of the air?
My opinion is clear, in position to care
I can't give it away give it away
What they say can't make or break me
Save me before I start changing
Earthlings I want to hear you'll sing
Stretch ye life out long, I wanna see it bling
Cause if I die I know what's on the other side
One life one God, and I'm flying high
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Verse I
Freestyle's and Hooks, exiled like crooks, baggy jeans my style judge by the looks
Shook by parliament I mean society I in me starting this riot up inside of me
I could by my own suit, and switch up my Tim Boots
the funny thing is I make more money than you do,
So classify me as a backpacker manufactured
I'll spit on the mic to spite your laughter
I'm only young once what's your rush, In God I trust don't mold me I'll never adjust
I think you've got the wrong person
So what makes a bad person rappin' cursing skating rappin hurting
Who's a Saint? I'm still learning.
So take me to the hospital or just check yourself
you got enough would in your eye to make a shelf
Can't say I ain't done it, judged or got blunted,
next time confronted I'll shine my boxers out in public.
Verse II
It's not that I want your respect or need feel except
Through God I got rest I see you do reject
Huh, looking at me like you know me, judge me by my clothing skeptical, and all knowing
Step in a room now a days and all eye brows raise,
is it my sexy face or my messy hair state,
(I hope it's) it must be the spirit on me saved by grace
Know apology constantly around like monopoly
Courtesy of your ignorance, and people looking different
I stay diligent, and tell my story over instruments
I'm not your average adolescence arrogant or disrespecting parents
Hold your tongue in, say nothing ye mumbling the alphabet
Not accurate a false package I otta charge ye for harassment
So the next time I purchase clothes or someone serves me
I'm showing love why don't you, show me some courtesy
Verse III
I still remember this occasion back when I was teenaging raging like I lack the patience
Walk into a mall for a purchase,
store clerk looking kind a nervous all hawk eyed, and merciless
Chill for a second what you dealing with I wasn't gonna steel it you freaking all serious,
Easy on the judgment you gone blown your trumpet,
kid looking rugged think I'm tripping on some substance,
It's not your fault you were born that way, gone astray thinking ever child teens a renegade,
Let me shed some light on your blindness open up your iris,
ye hinis don't check the black or the whiteness,
It' all about equality word if you follow me,
Love your neighbor as yourself what! That's my policy
Hook
You don't even know me you don't know me (echo)
So insecure I guess you judging me (echo)
I'm not the type of guy that wants acceptance
Not influenced by what people say
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Verse I
Find myself with my mic in a tight spot
There the type to pick a fight in the light or dark
Sceneries turn mean they and mimic me
Many men is thieves epidemically
Calling names out who's gonna settle it
They use fists ignorant to break our fellowship
Those thugs at the parties never get chicks
Under developed kids dropping out a English
Bunch of idiots living insignificant
Caught in anything they'd kill a king
No worries man be Christness got me off the crutches living righteous
And I might just
Hang with the likes of these common thieves, prostitutes you can say you saw me
Chorus
If I'm a live, I'm a live for my God
And if I'm a die I'm a die for the cause
Don't' matter got peace in my mind
Day after day, let the love shine
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Chorus
Oh this is a song from my soul
This time I won't sweat it, I'm gonna let it go
Verse I
I don't recognize my own face no more
I stare in a mirror than turn and it's gone
Nameless and famous changing my alias
Manafest & Chris fighting for the right placement
1979 I was born 1995 I grabbed a board
1999 I wrote a song, spit a metaphor
Went from amateur to entrepreneur
You still don't know me, you dudes can't touch me
Stab me, kill me, hug me or love me
Inside I'm a person, hurting, and working
Pouring myself out, putting my neck out
Can you see him? I tell them I'm right here
He still won't come out he's rivaled with fear
Examined by the critics, and put on this dis list
I won't be jaded though I'm starting to see it
They don't respect him he's just another musician
Chorus
Oh this is a song from my soul
This time I won't sweat it, I'm gonna let it go
I won't stress I'll just do my best
Yeah!!! You've taken up all my cares
Given me eye sight and meaning
And I'll let the whole world know about you
Verse II
The voice of suicide
Used to creep up in my mind
The fat kid could care less if I lived or died
I didn't think it had affect on me
But now I'm 25 watching my weight size, I'm really scrawny
The name calling, bullying from the hooligans
The who's in, who's not had no friends
My audience is triple the size of that now
All eyes on me shall I rap now
Thank you all for coming to my show
Thank you for burning my cd that you stole
When I get desperate I write a message
My rhymes the essence of day to day lessons
Feeling butt naked my pride has been taken
Every mistake that I've made there taping
Can I find peace, can I find me
Who's the real man that's hiding behind the emcee?
I want to know
Bridge
What's real, what's not, what's real Super star Chorus
Oh this is a song from my soul
This time I won't sweat it, I'm gonna let it go
I won't stress I'll just do my best
Yeah!!! You've taken up all my cares
Given me eye sight and meaning
And I'll let the whole world know about you
Verse III
We may not agree on everything or anything
By any means I'm a fulfill the dream
I seen it come and go, I've tried to grab hold
Hope I don't end up losing my soul
Hip hop ain't worth it I've served and cursed it
Sacrificed to make it work, and lost my purpose
It's not what I'd die for to risk my wife and all
Strife cause can't compare the lives it's caught
I am Christian, emceeing a gifting, hip hop's what I'm living
Not replacing religion,
I got relationship with a God in the sky
He talks to me defines wrong and the right
Talk to him, when you're walking or jogging
Skating or playing, or painting or balling
I'm a pass the mic, I on a path for Christ
Let me tell ye the, shoot I'm out a time
Chorus
Oh this is a song from my soul
This time I won't sweat it, I'm gonna let it go
I won't stress I'll just do my best
Yeah!!! You've taken up all my cares
Given me eye sight and meaning
And I'll let the whole world know about you
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Chorus
Something's changing my life in the night,
I don't know what it is yaall,
I'm believing it's Christ he is the light
Who ever would a thought yall
Verse I
I'm not a dark child just a wild out abounds
Sabotaged God helped me out, beating down turned around
Deep down my soul, each round I go
No peace at home, falling domino
Rolled with the wind tossed in the sin
Coughing, head's moshing, thoughts banging
Hanging with my crew and, who's true man
I'm choosing my future groupings
Losing my sight looking for life
The fatherless type I might like to iiiiiâ¦..
Suicides in my thoughts each step I walk
Swallow alcohol with pills to with drawl
It all changed in the night time, the right place
The right time encounters divine see the signs
Die or live hostage, destinies calling
I let this God in, and pose pone an early coffin
Chorus
Something's changing my life in the night,
I don't know what it is yaall,
I'm believing it's Christ he is the light
Who ever would a thought yall
Verse II
Something's changing I'm aging maintain my saneness
I can't explain it, my life's turning pages Yo SCRATCHES
Waking up freaking out, hearing sounds out my mouth
It's not freestyle vocal chords peaking out
Call the executionist bomb unit
I got new sense to influence, yo ye life lose it
News out my radar they say I got God
Escape the chaos masturbating I stopped jerking off
Halt hold pause falls, calls cuts and cussing
Juggling, knees buckling, pain suck it in
If I'm a new man. The old is ruined
What I'm do a do a do doing
I'm different or I'm just tripping
Limited living edition
Falling on my face, falling on my face
It's a life cycle dark to light like Michael
Down night all, or Christ read the bible
Enlightening my the thoughts minds on a higher force
I've seen the light yall I've seen it all
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Intro:
Yeah huh what
Alright cool
Yeah huh what alright yeah what what, uh uh
M.A.N.A FESTO, exposing light, and take aim what yeah
Verse I
Another cold night 360 flip swiftly down six hit me, is she busy?
I'll call her afterPass a Snapple, and a camera angle,
ledge vandal can't break my ankles
I'm on point, but we're running cops are fronting,
wanna stop something you loving,
I'll pray about it
Ill maneuvers over sewers with back packs,
and curved hat attachments freestyle my stats no accidents,
Imagine that no security no Cops!
Visualize ill's ciphers every corner block.
I never sold rock or bust glock
My walk talks it's own, I like to lick tones in your head phones
So what's the purpose to live life to the fullest
I serve Christ so I don't watch for bullets,
Just live how I wanna respect heaven spit lava,
street philosopher raised up in Canada
Chorus
M.A.N.A FESTO exposing light, and take aim what come on
M.A.N.A FESTO exposing light, and take aim what come on
Verse II
Exposing Light manafesto down town in the metro
fill my car up with petro,
I best go, I'm already late,
they call me speedy so I'm easy on the breaks
What's up yo, cool man chilling,
I'm dealing with this girl, yo man she's Illing
I learned to separate the girl from the rhyme,
and skate sometimes my mind escapes lock it down to meditate
Concentration it's a full occupation thought invasion,
it's like my God verses Satan
Excuse me why I'm doing this
to influence kid's students of all ages all races
Give this rap scene a face lift dive inside my minds matrix
new school Christ Patriot
What I stand for the one they hold the banner for
I came with a board sword plus a stack of metaphors.
Chorus
M.A.N.A FESTO exposing light and take aim, what,
M.A.N.A FESTO exposing light and take aim, what come on
Hun yeah what alright cool cool, what yeah huh alright
Verse III
This world almost had me kidnapped me
back slapped me in the back seat choked me till I can't speak,
I get up, and pull my head up develop my style
I never swell up from the neck up I rock,
Heavy metal to street styles in ghettos my dress code apparel is big on paths narrow,
Barely made it out, my mentals a cracked house,
I find myself passing out asking God for help
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Intro:
The pressures' of life got me thinking again
What ticked you off today, your boss, girlfriend, that same teacher at school?
Verse I
This world makes me upset like a bomb threat,
my palms sweat I wanna get off it locked down like an alcoholic can't give it up,
Take what you get in life sip lick it up.
Cause yo I've gone crazy dear God can you save me I need a solution I'm hallucinating lately
Something gone wrong in my brain casim assault and battering embarrassing this world I ain't cherishing
You shot the heroin I lacked the parenting, Inherit the kingdom like the sin syndrome
Vision blurry focus in on your brokenness loneliness stuck up in society's hopelessness
Break Down
Take me home God, I wanna quit my job, I hide in camouflage let loose in dialogue,
If it's working out I wish you'd hear me now if so I'll trust in you without a doubt.
Chorus
Cause every time cause every time I get Stressed Out!!!
Cause every time cause every time I get Stressed Out!!!
Verse II
I wonder what would happen if I really spoke mind to every individual critical situation with you
You thought I was a quiet person, now it's not for certain smiling in your face really cursing.
If it wasn't for Christ I might of react detached make you see black send you into relapse,
I relax and check my posture pray to my God father, got a lot of stress try to find a place to rest.
I never let the chemicals wrestle with my blood vessels,
push ethical take care of your medical it's evident
the pressures of life have got me thinking again I sin frequent again, I isn't drinking it in.
I separate hate give my heart an x-ray, check the next day before it escalates,
severance pay was not an option kick me out
cause my droors are dropping got this talent locking, and I'm stress talking.
Break Down
I can't take it I got to get out
The stress is to hot, I'm a jet out.
I can't take it yall I got to get out
The stress is too hot, I'm a jet out
Verse III
I'm not lost I've just got some issues, I'm not artificial cause I'm just being real with you.
It's just one of those days' you don't say, tick me off start a fire like foreplay
Ill visual's my life's circumstance trapped like circus ants nervous and I'm
Stressed check my third eye serve the most high high.
So why you caught up blame how you're brought up what you done with your life show your product.
I remain speechless not the same fetus reborn with an attitude receive how I speak this.
Why you need a joint or else you sleepless stress it plus you un-rested
Quest for life in Christ I don't regret it,
It's Babylon, stress gun's and nylons,
They dead two buildings I pray for God's children
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Verse I
Sometimes I feel like I want to quit
No one will notice if
I forfeit my soul blow myself with a clip
That's my father did no gun, a noose and he hung
My mom found him in the basement there as he swung
At 5 years old what does that do to a kid
Produced a maniac anthrax type of a kid
I hear an ambulance, sirens I'm told to be silent
I'm blind trying to find why my house is a riot
Got to go can't take it, Uncle Dave's face is changing
I race to find my father in the bottom of the basement
My mothers covered in tears her face filling with fear
Bang's on the floor shout's to God why am I are hear
Scared to even ask, where my dad is at the time
I guess for now it's just a memory
Mom where's dad, where is he mom, where's dad
No
Chorus
This is my life my world
My nightmare stuck here won't turn
Is there a light that can shine on me?
Dear God I pray you hear hommie
This is Chris your son praying feeling so lonely
My life my world
My nightmare stuck here won't turn
Verse II
Can you relate to me? Probably not
You still hate ye father, wanna to kill ye mom
Got a dad attacking in the night at around 1:00
Feet are like drums coming to you, ye can't run
Struggle with the thoughts, am I normal or not
Abused all my life even when I called out to God
What the flip, it's a shame what happens in the dark
Invisible to people all they seeing is the scars
Hold on yo, use gonna make it
Your spirit can't be broken, soul not taken
Praying in the power of the tongue for my friends
New Testament Jesus Christ let him in
Ye brains still confused what am I suppose to do
When ye folks choke, tie vocal ropes around you
Walls fall down surround you forget living I'll never fitting
God's love is real no matter what you've ever been in
Chorus
This is my life my world
My nightmare stuck here won't turn
Is there a light that can shine on me?
Dear God I pray you hear hommie
This is Chris your son praying feeling so lonely
My life my world
My nightmare stuck here won't turn
Is there a light that can shine bright won't burn?
Afterlife when I see Christ Soul journ
Bridge
This is my life lord can ye shine on me
Can anybody hear me?
Lord can you save me?
Verse III
Have you ever felt like you wanna die?
End in the night, say good bye like a Lola bye
And just close ye eyes
Those lies almost killed me,
Feeling filthy, no ability to move
Commit suicide I won't be guilty
There's no perfect life, it's all media hype,
The TV screen's feeding ye right
I've seen both sides of it by now, I would a bowed down
A new sound the lost can be found
You're in some real dirt, ye life kind a sucks
Ye might adjust, but you'd rather die in the dust
I've had enough I look to him, and in God I trust
Sometimes it gets rough but ye can't give up
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Verse I
Be yourself man
Be your own girl
What you want huh??
Why you concerned
Want to be a super star
Like you got hot
It don't rain
Just rock
Why not let's talk
Of the days growing up things got tuff
Grade 9 is so rough want to be so loved
By the popular kids
When ye walk in the place they all trip
Chicks want to be kissed
In your dreams that are wet
When reality hit's
Gravity kicks
Ye phone calls seemed to be missed
It's apparent that you starring and comparing your self
You need stop caring, forget everyone else
Hook
To be a child forever
Innocent surrendered
Figured out who I want to be
I'll just be myself yo!!!
Verse II
Sitting by the phone again
Wishing it will ring
Watching friends on TV it's a trend
Never go out, and no where to go
Lonely in ye home chilling with the 5 year olds
Lonely all alone chilling with your mom at home
I know it ain't perfect you
You wanna learn about the bees and the birds in the trees
And your urge to succeed its dream that you have
And all that you got
Come as you are let no one else stop it
Break Down
I hate when I look around
All I see is a generation dying for love I want peace
It's the game you play
You never win
It's just not you
Who you gonna be
Verse III
I don't want to be me, I want to be him, be in
Be new school set the latest trends
Fashion expos up to your nose in clothes,
With the models live your life pro like ye maestro
You don't want the pressure dog
I'm telling you, so you better not
Live your life for it, it's not better off
Why have strangers depict how you dress
How you feel, it's a mess, be real you want respect
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