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Clinging to the ropes, I'm just all hope
In a room full of jokes, I'm the Pope
I awoke, spiting our fire your way to close
I rose, they suppose, yo I'm all poems

Clinging to the ropes, I'm just all hope
In a room full of jokes, I'm the Pope
I awoke, spiting our fire your way to close
I rose, they suppose, yo I'm all poems


Trying to be the greatest I can be
Mentally, I got to be cool, I got to be calm, I got to be me
I got to set myself free
Moving with the we, she, our movements see
Freedom in the eyes of the people
It's legal
I'm regal
I'm feeble
Growing to be bigger than the Beatles
Threading rhymes through the eye of a needle, they saying crime is illegal?
So many people, doing wrong, karma catches up
I'm probably not wrong
My songs, here to teach but I won't preach
I only do good deeds
At the least
I'm in need too
I found true love and now I'm all new
Here to bring hip hop to you


Clinging to the ropes, I'm just all hope
In a room full of jokes, I'm the Pope
I awoke, spiting our fire your way to close
I rose, they suppose, yo I'm all poems


Clinging to the ropes, I'm just all hope
In a room full of jokes, I'm the Pope
I awoke, spiting our fire your way to close
I rose, they suppose, yo I'm all poems


I don't need permission to live my life
Evolving more wise
Taking no sides
No judgments
I rise
I rise
It's no surprise, everything thing happens at the right time
So now I shine
Climb
Redesign every lyric of mine,
It's a sign, don't ever give up, cos you'll get to where you want to go
I flow
My life was close
I was close too death
I wept
All my energy I spent
It went
I swear drugs are repented
I repent
So many times I got bent
Heaven sent
Now I'm hellbent on making music my life
So I continue to try
Fight or flight?
Despite all my wrongs and rights


Clinging to the ropes, I'm just all hope
In a room full of jokes, I'm the Pope
I awoke, spiting our fire your way to close
I rose, they suppose, yo I'm all poems


Clinging to the ropes, I'm just all hope
In a room full of jokes, I'm the Pope
I awoke, spiting our fire your way to close
I rose, they suppose, yo I'm all poems


Rolling with the punches
I'm funky, lucky
Buck me, trust me, touch me
I'm glistening like a superstar
All cards up, face first I'm down, no clown
I'm now
Breaking out of my jail how?
Up in the clouds
I'm proud, she makes me more proud
I'm allowed, to shroud, myself in glory, by telling my story
Oh here they go again, poor me, chicken poor he
The drugs, cooked me but now I'm free, to tell my own story
I was the kingpin
I'm all in
Only kings win
To dim, to put my rhymes on radio for a spin but my needs don't cling
Revenge is sweet I sing
Cling to the ropes
Got this rap game on toast
Cutthroat for the choke
I suppose, they just all hope
And this bits for my girl, if I die and you get sad
I'll be looking down from heaven and I'll get mad

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