"Brain waves washed up on my mental mind shore, leave a soul sliced, from my mental minds sword. Never gave a bleep about chick or bitch, so fly and high, you a bleep from my blimp. You can chase the ass or money, if you get that money, that ass come running. Marathon hustle, nigga I ain't stopping, buddy I'm boiling, way past poppin."
-Meeh-
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