(Vrs 1-Mane Rok)
Once upon a rhyme in a land closer than imagined//
A dreamer dreamed a little dream and hoped for what he fathomed//
Would be that life style of rolling stone, he could hold his own//
Next to the best not impressed with their mess so he bet that he could show the throne//
Flaws in so-called pro's prose, called their skills a no-show//
His mind frame pictured parties partly opportunities "camera noise"//
Only saw a snap shot, that got his attention//
Hoe's, dough and dodo, blast off to dimensions//
Far Far away, had him chasing epic tales//
Smashing sleeping beauties, waiting to exhale//
Gassed up by his homies expectations left him fuming//
Blew his house of cards down, caught vapors when pursuing//
White rabbits down black holes, ran into some assholes//
You know the time, shit hit the fan in his face-That's cold/
Facts show it's just another brother's grimm story/
Stranger than fiction, another quick warning//

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What happened to that happy ending?

(Vrs 2-Qwazaar)
The bottom of the hell hole, we spot a chosen few//
Surrounded by them devils, now what they gonna do//
That pot be hotter than the kettle, so so dem ...their vessel
So so dem....how come nobody knew//
Looking up, we see pieces from the sky falling down//
See them tumble to the ground but none of them hear the sound//
They worry, yes they do worry to celebrate the now//
Ironic yes it's ironic to mask it with a smile//
Pimp the word or buy the vowel, get the island of your choosing//
Aim is strong you can't go wrong as long as unit's moving//
As long as you aint losing, ok to look away ignoring all the problems of the day//
Now peep the newest truest macadamia blood horns//
They chilling in their noose bullet proof during snow storms//
Funny how quick the switch up in the blink to pour the bleach up in the sink and wash their hands of all the stink and be so gone...

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