Let’s expand the conversation, shall we?
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I am the living, breathing word of God. Like the Bhagavad derived from the Wodaabe tribe. Listen, all my earliest written texts you can find em in the desert on a scroll of ancient papyri-Egyptian. My code different from the status quo. I got ufos hidden in my genetic catacombs. Me and me associates run up on your pulpit spitting oceans, with liquid gold dripping from the mandibles. I’m a Starseed out the Far East, off the deep end. Like a beacon, lighting up your faves with my ink pen. Found the apex, secured my place like I’m cement. Got your base bent all out of shape tetrahedron. Lord. These kinda gems they can’t afford. So they get counterfeit MCs to fill the mounting void. Came to break the chain with 24k in my anecdotes. Now I got the whole planet surveying from my vantage point. Bird’s eye.
𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕾𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖊𝖈𝖗𝖔𝖕𝖕𝖊𝖗’𝖘 𝕯𝖆𝖚𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖊𝖗
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