Correction Paroles Talking To The Audience par Evidence

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Close my eyes and let the words come to me when I'm talking to the audience
Through my audio
Cause angels are my guardians
All of them
I need a star on First Avenue
And that's a tall order
Need a hook like, "I Ain't Mad At You"
I take it
Others tried to make it and fell on their face
It's how you get back up that sets your pace
I'm a long runner
Long winters
And gone summers
Gone hunting
Call me on it
Got the wrong number
Hardest out without even trying
These rappers lying to you
Accomplishments
There's not much that I don't do's a true statement
Banging out to make a new placement
Play my part for what my crew's facing
The best of both worlds
And told it like a war report
I don't kick game
They just understand my story board
I'm pinning up the photos in order
To make a sequence
My presence felt even if on defense
I'd rather hear emotion and vocals recorded poorly than some clean sh*t with no feeling
End of story I've been known for dealing
Hardship
I'm just a magician who's dealing card tricks
I'm in the building
Godly like I spit it under arches
Or stone pillar
Known in Rome
But coming home to being known's iller
It's just a feeling with no filler
I take it
I'm like Banks spitting on some "Cake" sh*t
And make myself a great day
The day is what you make it
I take it

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