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Maze

“Maze”

 

Permanent fixtures

In temporary pictures

You ain’t part of the mixture

With lament rhymes vent

Countless time spent

That’s that pride shyt

Never asking

Even when you lacking

After you stop trappin

Transition to retireship

Or whatever you title it

Lack of paranoia

That was my stop sign

Becoming a head killa

But I am not my Negu

‎Different hand

Completely different man

Partially out the woods

Had a daughter

Out for good

My reason to check out

Without doubts

I’m made

You lack clout.

 

A: Poetic Thought By: Ronald T.

 

“Maze” Is A Poetic Thought by: Ronald Thompson © Copyright Musiqplug 2014, All Rights Reserved.

 

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