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BOHEMIAN RAP SO DEEP

Czech it
I'm more bohemian
than Beëlzebub
scribbling lines in hellz pub
with the poètes maudits
wrong verses write themselves
to mad inner beats
yeah the kid's got heart
I sip Bohs till my soul's open
part fog like an omen
foreboding the darkness after man
child and woman
not wet behind the ears
it's just the rain I walk home in
walking a fine line like Cash plus I'm making it
counting my stacks as an office hack
while my soul walks the road to Emmaus every day
falling in with Christ and my brother Pesty Ceh

by: scratchin' menace