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Eric Dutton

Eric Ogden Dutton (26 July 1883 – 29 March 1968) was a British lacrosse player who competed in the 1908 Summer Olympics. He was part of the British team that won the silver medal. more »

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In the choreography of the Cosmos
I'm miss stepping constantly
This nonsense, it bothers me
This hell, is all for me
But my Light gonna break through and make you see
Straight line to the top when I aim to be
Dying ain't for me
Besides, how the heck you snuff out a source this bright
It's like my soul gives Light
It's like I own this pride
It's like it's time for me to stand up and hold it high
This my only life, this is overtime
This is me so clutch, call it Kobe vibes
Cause I stuck it out, like his jaw and fist
It's hard to think if I did not exist
It would be a little tough to slay a beat
So what I'm trying to say is dying ain't for me
Straight line to the top when I aim to be
Feel like I've had a breakthrough made for me
Don't worry about that from the glass shatter
Opposite, all cap like the mad hatter
Not bad for a man with a plan to drift
The waves are big, nose dive to a bad descent
No anchorage, so your boat capsizes quick
All the time you spent, holding your breath for a miracle
All the rhymes you penned, and belted them so hard
Because that's why you spit, and now you got no breath
When the water comes in, like
Ice cold and I'm frigid with the pen
Never gonna be giving in and I'm
Itching to spit it just let me in
The ink is tip-top hip-hop
And I'm here with my friends and I'll be back at the end
So here we are back again
Make a stand, grab a friend
Killing beats every time I drop
Findings words to blend
Taking names and kicking butt
I ain't fricking done
Pumping beats out every dang day
I ain't done yet
Church is in session
Sit, receive this blessing
God complex got me hype bet
Getting in strife, yep
Making them want to bite my pet
Every dog has a day
I ain't gonna stop yet
I'm going high speed
Doing Tai Chi
You can find me inside, gee
Don't fight me, you won't like me
Through a wife beater
You can see my white glee
Going crazy
Maybe we insane, G
You can thank me
Why you gazing
You got me really feeling hazy
I'm crazy
Got you feeling like Jay Z with reasonable doubt
I'm running laps around your feeble in mouths
Mary Jane got me walking crazy
So what now
I ain't never gonna come down
Unleashed and I'm unbound
Ill than a man on ten rounds of whiskey sour falling down
I trip the power rapping with the lights out
Every hour
You think you're a ten, well I think you're a two point one
On the Richter scale, let me drink some ale
Call an Uber and go home, turning in early
Like an honor student
You guys are honestly prudent
You ain't want none of this godly movement
So what you got to say, nothing I guess that's all I need to hear
You know I can't be beat so stop and stare and hope and fear
Making hits
Banking chips got to know when to hold them
I told them, I'd roll them
Eventually, don't mention me, I'm all in
You're gonna get wrecked in a jiffy
I'm a mind freak like Criss Angel
Every time I speak, you all stare at different angles
You all shook, confused, switching tables
Feel the weight on my shoulders, I'm uphill
Battling, savage I had to be, looking at the top
From the spot that I'm planted in, man
I should grab a stick, break it in half and begin
This trek to the pinnacle of lyrical victory
Grew up cynical, misery wasn't new to me
Mentally I'm just sitting here picturing
Treating liquor like Listerine
Sip a little I feel it dribble I'm ready to swish it, please
Can I, speak, can I say, what I think, let it breathe
Then start climbing when sparks flying
My hearts part lion and barbed wire
It's off limits to part timers
That's why with my dawgs by me
I can't lose, see it's hard wired
And our time's coming up on the horizon
It's dawn rising, I'm not lying
The car tires spun into oblivion
Hopped out, we'll run until we finishing
Five miles, and once I'm at the pinnacle
Climb down and run it up again, until
I'm literally sick of it
In the blistering summer I'm thinking winter is coming
I got to, I got to seek some shelter from this breeze
I felt it at the peak
I never wanna leave
I, guess I got to be whatever's in my genes
My destiny achieved, and everything I dreamed
The levels I could reach, I'm special, I'm a beast
I'm a, I'm the man, I'm immortal, it was foretold
God spoke it in Morse code, poor souls
Picking fights with me lord knows
You could be sick, I'm just more so
Selling floor shows, spilling flows from my torso
And it's that way till I'm dead and the corpse cold

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