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Black Ball

Bases are loaded as you throw your curve ball
Promises are the pokeman gotta catchum all
You slang your pitches your toss will never stop me
It bounces off my chest to fall at my feet
Quit placing shadows around the ball
The third eye in me recognize them all
Next time you toss your shadow balls
My mitts wide open
to catch them all

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