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    suckers please dont test me; god sent me here to bless you;
    to chesties your mind, to stop you from running back in time.
    yet your ignorance seem to be on the wrong defense make you impediment, to these words that i fence.

    so i keep spitting them at you, hope that it will catch you.
    before you hit the wall, and stumble,trip and fall.
    off this knowledge that i speak, giving your a glance and a peek.
    so the word will help you to increase, your mind and pull it out of the deep.

    see im not here to harm you, only to alarm you.
    about the path that you've choosen, yet heaven doors has spoken.
    professing that you are that n***a, that carry seven figures
    yet you are just a broke n***a, who has no digit.
    more like a two figure having a** n***a.

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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