rapping

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Heaven:

Taking it back,
Spiting like that,
Suddenly feel all this weight on my back,

Slip and I fall but I keep it on track,
it's mud on my feet when I step on da mat,
The floor dat dirty cut off a piece of me cold turkey,

Don't seem to be hearing me so severe,
Its choke poet and y'all know it,
It's so poet I cant blow but he go show it yeah

Taylor and chey: *blink* wow

Heaven: yeah I can rap how bout dat

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