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You play dumb, like you don’t know much,/ like your a dimwit, but you give answers with an edge/you dial all kinds of numbers on a certain morning ,this shows your hard stance about the locks you jimmied,/ before a flight down similar streets,/ avenues where they all still fought the Axis /They waffled about miracles gained ,your old clothes soaked in bleach/ it sounds like firecrackers/they break the silence of your route

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