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You're the ink to my paper Where my pen is to my pad The moral, the very fiber The whole substance to my rap. You are my reason for being The meaning of my existence If it wasn't for you I would never be able to spit this As intense I do and the irony Is you rely on me as much as I rely on you to inspire me like you do. You provide me the lighter fluid to fuel my fire You're my entire supply Gas, the match, the igniter. The only way that I am able to stay so stable Is you're the legs to my table If you were to break I'd fall on my face. But I'm always going to make you feel I don't need you as much as I really need you So you don't use it to your advantage. But you're essential to me You're the air I breathe I believe if you ever leave me I'd probably have no reason to be. You are the word I am looking for when I'm trying to describe how I feel inside And the right one just won't come to my mind. You're like the pillar that props me up The beam that supports me The b"№ch who never took half, The wife who never divorced me. You're like the root to my evil You let my devil come out me You let me beat the shit out you Before you beat the shit out me.
And no matter how much Too much is never enough Maybe cuz we're crazy in loooove (с)
Mood: creative
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