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Unapologetic when I am poetic,
I reshape all the squares,
The bars I drop in my verses,
Are hard to even compare,
I leave you wondering in your thoughts,
Then lead you down a path,
It’s about to get very uncomfortable,
When you walk into a blood bath,
I know I can’t be an angel so happy and wee wee,
I appreciate the fear and respect when you see me,
So keep on knocking me and say I ain’t done ish,
And I would really have to show you how I run this.

Jixi Fox

“Rival Many, Praise Few”

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