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I'm even
Now I'm believin' Do you believe in you Because I do I believe in everything And I have no bling That has nothing to do With the rhyme or you This is all I can see And this is even not about me But my words took flight That I might Have not said for the sake of my head Even though I have already gotten hurt and bleed Because my words have flown I will moan and groan I hate my words to fly so I’m going to stop there And that is fare.
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