Hot 16. Let's go! Darkest like storms forming during lunar eclipse, like vantage clouds manage rain when my voice starts to lift clips, crumble avalanche. When I'm in my battle stand Simpsons against me. Turn the gravel. Ain't got a chance standing and fallen land. So many got conquered, lyrical monster Spiritual. Making your soul just bounce up, surround you in your territory. One that glory ignoring surrender. Genghis khan growing, warned me warnings my arrival. My rivals are big madam, straight with skill and delivery, but for them it just zigzag punchlines. You missed that mediocrity, the norm. You'll be copying mary images, deformed. Gemini born sworn enemy event, and they're lacking originality. Y'all dismantling genesis and revelation. Reality blowing horns and break seals because it's my 15th ball. 16, scarring eagles, 96 ft fall. Forgive me, God! Resurrecting dead for another round. Unannounced breaking bones til the gelatin found moving the crown's rusting decay over time. But devising Mia's royalty succession is mine.

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