This is who I am
Underground poet, against the clich;, I dropped what I had inside.
Now it’s twenty-twenty-five — I got a voice to live,
A tool to speak, create, to give — not just to make some noise.
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I don’t beg — I built it all alone,
No freebies, no flattery, no shady zone.
First track I wrote back in ninety-seven,
Still alive, still burning, still my weapon.
I’ll show it to anyone who left me “for later,”
By two-double-oh-three I knew what’s real, what’s faker.
Became a poet — fearless, taking truth straight to the face,
Mine or yours — I’ll take it anyplace.
Then came foreign flags, came war, came pride,
Greed and fear — they kicked me out of home, I had to hide.
Me with my family, left all my ground,
Now I’m a stranger everywhere, while lies spin around.
But I don’t whine, don’t play the victim role,
Feed my kids, love people, keep building my soul.
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Don’t disturb me, don’t bring fire of hate,
I cleared the stink of lies, spoke truth straight.
And when I say “this is mine” — it’s sworn,
Dumb fools won’t get it, better stay warned.
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Sixty thousand plays in just twenty days — from zero,
No promo tricks, just raw, let the earth be my hero.
My boost is only faith — people hear the pain,
They hear the light, not the hydra of shame.
Not candy wrapped in fake or some senseless trash,
But a mirror with tears, emotions that clash.
Hear the echo? — that’s the sign,
It’s a heart beating in rhyme.
I wrote “I have a dream” in two tongues,
Not for hype — for the forgotten ones.
Dignity means not pushing to the ground,
But lifting up the fallen, with no shame around.
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Life ain’t endless, time’s not free,
We chase coins just to eat, but don’t always see.
I just want my family, build a home — that’s mine,
Not bow to schemes, numbers, petty swine.
I’ll build a house — let people live inside,
Let the elder rest in peace if I can provide.
Not freezing outside cause he “fell off the line.”
That’s my dream — that’s my sign.
So why the hell you waste my time?
You say I stole? Say it to my face —
If you got nothing — get out of my space!
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Don’t disturb me, don’t bring fire of hate,
There’s love inside, it fills the space.
Why you telling me “change it” again?
Your app is crooked, your support insane.
I hit “confirm” — that’s my last word,
You say “rename” — I’ll flip you the bird.
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Go your road — I’ll walk mine,
We’ll meet, we’ll settle in time.
I won’t dance to your bugs and glitch,
If no user-friendly support — I don’t exist.
To all my people — peace and light,
I don’t fight fools — I take flight.
This ain’t a loss — it’s a climb,
You sink, I rise, ahead in time.
Seek and you’ll find — I proved that right.
MSW creation — my path, my front.
Who’s with me??? — we march beyond!
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