Dear Summer - Jayz
dear spring these are my adventures, I spit like senior citizens without dentures, swagg sharp like splinters, such a master in this game so I must be splinter, my mind melts iceicles as it opens itself in the winter, seen alot of shxt like janitors cleaning out toilet stalls, money's been tighter than fat girls wearin skinny draws, stress follows me while trouble tries to swallow me, haters say shxt but I'm usually not listening, mad they had to admit I was fresher than a baby at a christening, &so Wud Up to my Broz&Brats, and to my bro/bestfriend I tip my hat, no offense even though at times you be on your period, just know I always got your back and you my bro period, and my flow is so sickenin', listeners say goodwriddens because of my good writtens, do or die...if I've shown you all my starters&jays you probably would go cross-eyed, never was the flyest, always was one of the quietest, but seems as though now-a-days I fly right byest, always up to take a stand for his broz like riots, stash pots of gold like leprechauns, brought out the sbz....they asked me what type of checks I'm on, remained loyal to my air jordans..they asked what type of checks I'm on, it was never in my genes to purchase these type of jeans, all eyes on me as if my life as if it was shown on regal, flyer than beach seagles, keep my head up like eagles, lyrics are sick like I put anthrax in every letter, while trying to remain flyer than the 6th, 12th, and 25th letter...

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