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be someone that you're needing to forget Honey, that's the same thing with me I've been wanderin' baby, why don't we just make believe? It ain't the
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, transparent, I made it apparent I'm here to wax and tax the incoherent 'Cuz B R E E Z E will easily remain to be-e a top MC When you see me, I wear
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