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Jul 2013
Yo... What up?... Sup? No... Really, what's up?

(I got a question for you)
Would you complain
If day to day I changed
Would your feelings abstain

(I'm not on a quest to bore you)
But, what if I showed up late... left you stuck in pouring rain...?
I might as well change my name to "the one to blame"
But I hope your feelings remain the same and don't ever change

You see, there's very little you'll understand about me,
I was meant to be something I'm not meant to be, so I fight it with every ounce of me
Sometimes givin' every ounce of me takes the bounce out of me and I can't operate properly

Yo... Can you pour a little more in my cup... I don't think I've had enough... I wanna feel like I can't move I wanna feel stuck

-J.A.M
JAM
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