It's on.
Good luck.
EDIT: Here my first rap.
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Ryan, yellow rank in administration,
Out to battle, dazed flagged in concentration.
But these sad tragics, question, my interrogation..
So I’m over here, deliberating in correlation,
I try to change the station, and announce it to the nation,
but I get thrown back pondering in desperation.
One thousand different outcomes hit the situation,
Churning in my head like some racial integration..
I try to let it out but it fires differentiation..
So I’m hating on it now, cause I can’t make the celebration.
It's my 11th bar of this much heated up rap,
Even if I wanted too, there’s no going back.
I do what's common sense, so I don't trip a trap.
I pick up my pen and flag my flow to a track.
Ryan u got skill, I don't have to pretend.
We both do it for the thrill.. and our reputations to defend.