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He's  justa young lion, found him lying by a tree justa watching all the leaves  justa catching a few zzz's justa relaxing in the breeze life passing him by at an accelerated speed, my friend the lion formerly known as the one they call "sheep", gonna show the boy how the man becomes king, shit Mik3y already Knows how to make the  jungle halt when he proceeds, teach him to stop and watch time the world and all will stop, close eye the vulchers as they circle above the clouds, keep watch & wait to see what's left for them to eat while zebras justa hope it ain't upon them he feast down for the  top of the food chain roar of lion type of speak, the ama-zone beast remains  so far far from the wars he will always be the piece never in cage often always off the chain it's funny how life is a game many how times the story of history repeats about once everyday wonder if the rest of the world will ever match this pace, will man ever learn that the real key to solving war peace is by first recognizing mistakes an’  crowing the head every seed, I mean head of every boy & girl there be, under-understand I always practice what I preach, got a brand new one  damn you better guard the weak, Who’s team up to six and I working on a week S-U-C-C-E-S-S me captain of my very own very dream team can’t another, won’t another ever beat we undefeated still champ on a level none can see level a message at the tone for lessons on how to reach your peak it’s so easy will see all you gotta do is note some sheets form a dialogue and believe, believe that you will and it you will achieve, find yourself lost just

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