[Interlude] Art rap! I know its not [Verse 1 XXE] Keep it real among the fakes Dont be lying with these snakes Take it back like you could take I believe its true This is July now we dont time now We got time now We got time now We got time now Flipping words is hard But you gone so far But Ive gone so far Know what Im saying though What am I playing though What should you take it foward What you gotta bring to the table I know you able, show off them skills I know its ill I know its I know its ill [Verse 2 EmperorAguila] The twentythird day in the month of July Ive become alive, but Im still ready but Im still ready to die In this popular culture, how will I survive? They may march way on into dark beyond Stark crayons in my sparse basement Yet Im still aspired, desired, and admired Roamin with the Romans, back black like Akon But Ive been imagining dragons, that makes me a liar? Winds about to blow out the fire, wheres my lighter? Get ready for a fighter
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