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    dots Submission Name: "When Legends Ball ft. Amazonians", 202dots
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    Author: Rex Gold
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 334/142/220
    Words: 1344
    Class/Type: Lyrics/Passion
    Total Views: 361
    Average Vote:    No vote yet.
    Bytes: 6957



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    Written by: D. Ellis, J. Gregory, S. Rashad
    Produced by M. Torsney
    Courtesy of CGI, IRL, LimeSaga All Rights Reserved.


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    dots"When Legends Ball ft. Amazonians", 202dots
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    READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.










    "Mike. I know this is a celebratory
    time for your team. The best yet to come;
    Can you elaborate on Brooklyn
    clinching the East right now?


    We understand that the Academy
    will stand with Brooklyn.
    Whatever the styles being employed
    somebody should have enjoyed that.
    The way people play out here nowadays
    causes divisions that shake up canal ways.
    Lot of paragraphs broken up look the same.
    Thought I'd let my guys have fresh inputs.
    Why not. They're all monetized.
    They've worked their butts off to shine.
    And we'll be ready in two weeks.

    "Thanks Mike."



    (Barking)


    (It's on me?)


    Look,,,
    Brady Singer the way
    I throw turbulence in
    Special Thank You
    to mom and dad
    for all the work that they did
    Parental Advisory tag
    This status isn't Kids Bop
    Toast up with my squad
    Like we defeated another Papa Doc
    We use to be wannabes
    Now for the Light we live
    Special Thank You to you hater
    Rap dominating the way words spin
    My defenders are good
    but I cause problems
    Winners win from thick and thin
    They don't succeed from twisted grins
    I think you got it wrong potna
    If you ever dare call this a blood sport
    I can bury you, excavate then kill again
    The Digital Age is booming
    I think you need thicker skin
    Perhaps be more therapeutic
    See if the gatekeepers let you back in
    Better catch up on your Emerson
    let him get you back on track then
    When Legends Ball
    Versatility too real with not a lie spent
    Poet this Poet that
    Boy you better check the fine print
    'n get out my face with that shit
    It isn't Walt Whitman doesn't make it fake
    Only the old souls step into this place
    I'm busy. Get the camera outta my face.
    See I fucking go hard in one take


    (Barking)


    (I told'em be the heroes of their own shit
    Let me glide for a minute)


    I'm not a Brooklyn poet
    But it's still respect to them tho
    It's been the craziest set of downs
    Look at us light up this endzone
    Worked so hard couldn't tell you
    what regular people have been owned
    Walk amongst crowd control
    Pondering the reflection of a soul
    Through a glass Cristos
    Real disciples hide in plain sight
    then creep up after sitting close
    I said let the Wagner play and Waltz in
    Banded up still studying what a cost is
    I'm an army knife to your bagel self
    So watch where you walk slim
    As you record what your own loss is
    I'm something like a source
    to how a moth lives
    Dominate an artform no apology
    since Rap met Venus to father me
    Symbol placement graced with geometry
    Only ran in the stands to embrace
    those that are proud of me
    Because success didn't do a windfall
    Until I released the Nigga up outta me
    Liking my onions and weed funky
    As The All knows all that is inside of me
    The kill switch includes lion teeth
    in case competition came for the life of me
    Remember pies met Bill Gates for icing lips
    When Legends Ball & When Legends Tall
    Haters cannot stand the sight of it
    Which giveth the game an exciting twist
    Feats


    (Barking)


    (Oh. I'm closing. Okay, got it
    So much for my reading voice)



    First off, last to blast
    Rest In Power to Gianna and Kobe
    Let me push my defender back
    Like the past hairline of Ginobli
    From falling off of the bars while little
    To standing firm all grown up Shinobi
    Coach said you're the one and only
    I now expect you to breathe like it
    A difference maker meets refinement
    Earned my stripes in the arena
    Under lights, where we change climates
    Judges and gatekeepers right behind us
    Ball but never let them see you tired
    If you land in pages then walk above fire
    From spot up shooter to front line up
    But sharp like prison yard wire
    Bar lords play tennis with the stars
    Since every single birth chart is hard
    When Legends Ball newcomers starve
    Be aware of that when you're trying to spar
    Devotion takes you very far
    I criss crossed just to double twist forms
    Once buried a double disc worth of raw
    and was just in time for training laws
    Show up as if all rivals have been warned
    My team got me, so I have many arms
    knowing I bring cracked lightning to a storm
    (Barking)
    All opps do is double team the circuit
    and still fall into my palm
    Cross over so relentlessly sick
    It makes me look like I'm in the wrong
    Noobs must live in a gym to become tall
    I take no sleep at film study
    Looking for loopholes in them all
    Nothing fair during any style war
    So I remastered an apparatus during Fall
    A starseed before I could crawl
    Leading a cold top five dusk til dawn
    This is what it's like When Legends Ball
    May the blessings continue fall
    My greatness proceeds, and that is all



    "If he can just get a great overture here.
    He'll seal the deal for his team.
    Can he. Can-

    Oh!
    They got it!
    Oets STRIKE again!

    And that, there ladies and gents
    is exactly why you don't call him come back

    A replay going here..
    And Ernie he's so use to it.
    All these turns and tricks
    is just too spontaneous.
    It's like it's him and then everybody else.
    Another surprising turn around.
    For the Oets. They are scary this year."


    (Barking)




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