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.dR spgeddi

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My claim to fame, the stylin way I write trains.
My pain, no one will ever know my name.
And aint it lame, anonymous… impermanent,
a lot of yas, standing back, and observing it.
But I’m determined at it,
virtually burdened by it
addicted burning to try it
again,
my colours across 2 carriages of the fuckin train.

Inside out, outside in, upside down, freaks peepin in
the window,
standing back, lovin my job,
hear the whistle blow.
Time to go.
And I’m running and no body’ll know,
who dunnit.
Aint it stunning?
d d d don’t you love it?
 
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"Inside out, outside in, upside down, freaks peepin in
the window,
standing back, lovin my job,
hear the whistle blow.
Time to go.
And I’m running and no body’ll know,
who dunnit.
Aint it stunning?
d d d don’t you love it?"

I loved that stanza. It's really stunnin.
 
so its YOU!!! the one drawing all over the lovely new connex trains!!! u'll have to be told off now...when i can be bothered lol.

a different peice hun :) but just as good.
 
now i want you to witness the slickness and the quickness
spgeddi on the mic rappin trick rhymes and lymrics its my bizness
i dont take prisoners when i hit this
some of you writers oughta quit this
the attempted hits miss

its abyssimal
the rip off rhymes arnt original
dissamal
fallen far short of critical
clinical
take a lesson from the lyrical docter
i dont use paddles when i shock ya
ah ha i just rock ya...
 
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