No more Crying
No more Fighting
No more Criticizing
Because I'm gonna change
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I’m a gospel arsonist,
My holy flame burns so bright it shakes the pillars of the unworthy,
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My words are unique in every shape and form
Maybe that’s why turtles come to shore to see me perform
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My mama breaths through me
like the taste of ever-lasting sweet nectar from out of a tree
our minds are one
she is my matrix
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They call me Mr. Fantastic for my words are ever lasting.
They can wrap around your mind
Make you thing and make you realize that my words are
Permanent
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When I look that you
I can paint a perfect picture
You and me
making love under the forbidden tree making sweet poetry
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