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Marcus Belcher Jan 2016
I find flaws in here and in all of y'all
Born upright but bound to fall
Stand tall but a little bend in your step
A little more weight to add to your rep
Want a feeling to give to the people
Give 'em equal before I give them the sequel
Most can only handle one thing as time
Just pour tequila in the glass
Just give me a lime
No need for the salt
It's late and your fault
That was your one ticket to get in my vault
Been locked out
Time to reroute
Please know what your about
I'm about soul and rhythm
Personal creeds
Putting my spirit wants above my physical needs
Rapping in my head while having a beer

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