What I can give

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I am badding up the game

I am wicked in my own way

Spitting verse full of love

Of which you cannot get enough

I seduce you with my words

I use prose to heal your hurts

My lines are lit and they fit

Every emotion like they’re prerequisite

To the state of my spirit being

Of which I never stop believing

I get down to big you up

I excel in how much love

I can give you now.

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