Honor Roll

Fair warning,
My record's on re.
You can check me on line.
Never bother me to link.
Feelin billy goat gruff.
Rollin limbo round the rank.
Living life everday like,
It's April 13th.
Morpheus to Zion.
The man built for the machines.
Terminator vision.
I'll be back like MIB,
Or the 5 heartbeats.
Say what, say what, say,
"Nobody else," thanks.
I appreciate the welcome,
From the east to the west bank,
Montana to Atlanta.
Afterglide with no brakes.
Only speak in double dragon,
When you hear my mixtape.
Boy you know I'm on a roll.
Help yourself, free the bass,
And just let the beat play..
Fair warning,
My record's on re.
No handle on mine,
Nor a mantle place to peek.
If I never sell more than,
That price too steep.
So, aloud I'll speak proud,
And leave the rest for you to keep.

~R.L.~
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