Ain't perfect
not perfect
neither a good boy
but i can master the force
flowing so strange
my generation starts
to grow with the flow
pimping the shit out
of the roots we came out
creating a spell within
their game so they
will eventually be
blown away
but if they want
peace, love
and understanding
they just need
to take out
their heart
and weigh it
in front of God
i will testity
about their will
but if you come
and try to hiss
your way to heaven
you will see
why they call
it a doubled
inside outside door
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| Auteur: David de Vreer |  
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 18 juli 2016 | ||
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