Yea, I Got Glory In My Veins, ‘Til I Die, What I’m Say’in. Hear The Sound To A Lyric, Go Against The Grain. A New Level To Explain This Is All Game. Don’t Compare This To Anything, It’s Not The Same. A Struggle To A Microphone, Damn Bullet Proof. Speakers Vibrat’in ‘Til The Fuck’in Screws Are Loose. And I Got Juice, Plus Intelligence, Honestly. Nobody Else In This World, That I’d Rather B. I’m Right Above, TO The City I Love. But Still Miami Heat Fitt’in Like A Glove. Streets With The Sounds When Those Bullets Fly. New York City, London, Toyko And Dubai. Technically, Punk In My Veins, Liv’in Free. Not Following My Soul, This Is Hard To See. And This ‘ill Always Bе, Forever Rock’in Steadily. Signеd Life And Def ‘Til I Die, Officially. Dedicated To The Fighters
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