Rap Game #9

I know about time

About the grind

I know what's mine is mine

And I know what line is fine

I know you don't need limes to shine

Or blow to make the crime unwind

But hope and dope entwine in rhymes

Because both evoke a timeless side

Reproached to cope in dry confines

My oath to locust tied in time

The rope-a-dope reprise and mime

Let go and spoke to mine when I

Eloped by vote to blind sublime

Stroked my open eyes and mind

Focused on dough

Because the flow was prophesized.

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