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Laquan Notes Of A Native Son

let the rest be Stuck in a black hole and yes, I withhold A key so you can see me in poetry motion Steadily coastin to a lyrical plot that puts a knot

checkin out the time (Get ready, get ready) Everybody [VERSE 1: Laquan] Third eye shines like a force of light Tongue used as a tool to provide a Godly

death Earth is a battle ground, my wicked sound is hell-bound Refuse to be held down Endless poems I perform form a brainstorm A wall can't stop, not even a

notes of a native son [CHORUS] (Native son) (Native son) I am your native (Native son) I am your native (Native son) I am your native (Hear the notes

them lying muthafuckas [..] [..] a man that's a retired actor run a country?) Imprison the President [VERSE 2: Laquan] Congress spoke, slaveowners vote A

in, we gotta get in Gotta get in within your skin [VERSE 2: Laquan] Make my approach with a kiss on her throat I'm whispering love notes and brother,