Example Weed News wraps around me
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And I hear that they say I was dumb
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Freedom of expression became fashionable all over the place
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And this is the scariest routine of suffocation
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That you do not feel the pressure of the hand behind your neck
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And you are a plaintiff out of concern
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Behind the curtain of your hands, you are in the front row
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That is, the enemy is honored a thousand times
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He was expelled to this well-received mass
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I wrote you are more confident
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Because it is not a problem for us, they are tyrants
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The future loosened the shower chair
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In fact, I became the cause of laziness
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Now come and put it in your head that "Daddy is tomorrow"
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A country where every stumbling block is lost
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Our side to the efforts and stability of this bald head
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I can not close my mouth even with a mask
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Loose whatever rhyme
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When content is contentless
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Affected herds including old, young, adolescent brain
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My way apart is self-sufficient style
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"Liberation" of this word defines the border
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This is an original composition that I drew between us
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The result of a year of silence in my brain was rap
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Connected to the source without consuming power
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But I know you well
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I pull you out of you and push you forward
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Do not throw it, throw it yourself
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I will not say anything, I better leave it to you
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Go, Daddy, whoever you say above, your back will fly
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It's a pity that he wants to punch you for you
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The little one must see a logical volume in himself
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Who wants to dry it
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We arrived at a risky event route
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I do not even think I can digest you
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The result of all these years of hard work
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Now it has become a tourist attraction
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Or in fact bastards
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On this heritage with a nail writing a memento
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When even the beetle atomic bomb did not die
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Live garbage from the garbage can of history
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Appearance and esoteric back and front
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Apparently you are not hungry, you are inwardly hungry
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Lafto from below hit the resident behind the native
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Brush my hand straight on the back of the native
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The one who breaks the ladder under you
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I was not the one who clung to your religion
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I wrote your bio, read your bio
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If I take a risk, I will risk it
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That's right, oh I came that soft
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These unspoken things want to brainwash me
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If I want to go beyond credibility and honor
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Now I have to document half of this city
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I sparked a sea of gas
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I did not hit my head on the stone, I hit my head
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Twenty years of work to prove I am a winner
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I even washed my clothes with sweat
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Now, I'm sitting in the middle of the night
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I can stare around with my head held high
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Critics who smell me
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They smell the screen before playing the sound
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One gets up with deeds
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It is boldly validated with what it has not done
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This is a summary I saw from the crowd
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So I prefer the second to the first
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In the period when artists buy tickets
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Players dribble their own team
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People of Khaki Bashi are crying again
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Officially, the opposite is true of their promises
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Maybe, maybe one day they will make you a minister
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It was their job to make a plan and follow it
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Before I think of anyone's conspiracies
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I need to know that this game is totally dirty
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I did not prefer Muenbro to the long haul
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They just want to capture you in the moment
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Consumer art becomes a means
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But I am inspired by my original spirit
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I'm still ambitious with the whole patch on the balm
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See even the wounds of soldiers like me
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Now I only have one or two lines missing in the studio
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I write it as if I had lost my taste
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They want the light of snow. I have a candle in my mouth
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At night, I breathed a sigh of relief at every step
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Artists Right Government Left
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Spit on that line to be checked regularly
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I hit the throne of each weight
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In the age of confusion, I only eat stubbornly
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I have no doubt that I am the only weapon of belief
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That the enemy of the silence of poverty is weakness until the end
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I also came to be soft
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I also came to be soft
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I came to be soft
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I came to be soft
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I
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I
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I came to be soft |