Descendant's Kismet
every single day, i rise form my bed, releasing all the thoughts which had flown through my head
this is my everyday life, my everyday times, rising up from my bed, and giving birth to these rhymes
i am the master of words, spoken, written, and rhymed, going on the teachings of wisdom, of those who've expired their time
i am the next generation to stand out as the best, respecting those who came before me, but blowing to hell all of the rest
as i go on with my ramblings, i know not what to say next, I'll just have to wait and see on what subject, fate chooses to provide me with text
-Carlos "House" Gerardo
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