Buyunde Acura Sylivester (8/10/1990 - Date / Kenya, Western province)
Foe Of All Fall
Executing your brutality, commanding much faulty,
Upon your audience, paying a strong surveillance,
But don't you over all, think that your subject is acquittal
Of whichever your mind, has judged them behind.
Do you think you can, disturb their decision to run?
Then you're mistaken, more like your minds of chicken.
I really hate you, I wish you knew,
How from my head to toe, you are my foe.
To me you're young, but on my throat you hung,
To me you're another race, but with huge disgrace,
To me you appear grown, but you never stand your own.
You think more money, 'll win you names like 'honey'
I find it rock hard, to reconcile with you lad,
Because you're not wise, to do what's nice,
Like listening to an alarm, that's indicating harm.
My foe, please don't wait, try be your own vindicate.
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