I got up after that hit and went to @seanjohn.
For fashion and smell good then put it in my rhyme.
Ran around Manhattan for 5 nights yo.
Breezed Tribeca, HBO, then the Letterman Show.
Whoa, I swear, it’s all about the glow.
After Manhattan, styled on em, South Beach flow.
I say the illest, watch, time tick like clock.
I’m hip pop, and pop, on top, of that Armani shop,
I can, be where ever, I still get the Yock.
I still want the sushi, give me my props.
My favorite bars: They hesitate,uh, but my pen a drop.
And resuscitate, uh, the Harlem Renaissance.
I run around Ray Charles with my shades in the dark.
I talk to em slow like, what happened to your heart?
You gon’ need to go through what I went through.
Or forever hold ya peace, a masterpiece I draw I drew.

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