Levels drop,
levels up,
Balancing on the blade,
Life
It cuts, makes scars,
That tissue's much harder to break
Dance Lila dance,
I see your moves, your beauty lurs me into confusion, yet I let you,
I am learning your moves,
I know you,
I dance
Lila's my bitch
But i respect her power, her illusion,
Her party for the dead
Stepping on toes,
I awake. I rise. I see you Lila.
Listening to this kind of rap makes me all poetic, or at least try.. or die. ;)
Barkskin
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