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I am not throwing away my shot

I am not throwing away my shot

I am not throwing away my shot

Ay, yo I'm just like my species, I'm long, slender, and girthy, and I am not throwing away my shot!

I'ma get a scholarship to King Cobra College.
I shouldn't brag, but dag I amaze and astonish.
With every word I hiss knowledge,
A diamond back in the rough,
I got a lotta venom but no polish.
Eyes like a shiny price of coal, my fork tounged speech unimpeachable.
Only 19 feet long, got the girth of a boulder but my blood is colder,

No limbs, don't have a shoulder yet I've still learned to shoulder,

Every disadvantage, I've learned to managed, got no arms with which a gun to brandish,I slither these streets famished.

The plan is to fan this spark into a flame,

But damn my thermal sensors be are going dark so let me spell out my name.

I am the A N, A C, O N D A,

a colony like ours should be independent in every way,

But King George keeps saying "hey no way"

Essentially, they tax us relentlessly.
Then King George turns around and runs a spending spree
He won't ever let his decendants free
So there will be a revolution in this century

Enter me, (he hisses in parentheses)

Don't be shocked when your zoology book mentions me

I will down my life if it sets us free

Eventually you'll see my asssssssscendancy!

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Why do you write like you're running out of time?
Why do you write like tommorow your arms will be sucked in line?
Why must you write every second you're alive?
Are you turning to a snake?
Will that stop you from being great?