My way to the top: Maxplosive
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My name is Max.
I started exploring beats and making music when I was 14 years old, even though my stuff was TERRIBLE when I first started. Over the time, I improved my skills and got better.
this is your sign to start through with rap and get where you would like to be in life.
Everyone can make it, just put in some effort
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