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A Poet Never Faulters

I drank my words from the cup of holy water
Sitting in my dungeon of doom trying not to faulter
Im sitting knee deep in the shitted down sewer water 
Im looking for wisdom daily with calls that I shouldn't be trying to call her
I know I be looking for a life filled with silver and gold when Im living in copper
I know I got a crazy ***** coming my way so I best get on trying to stop her
I remember the first time I was in love when I first saw her
I know without the water in my life I wouldn't be close to calling my self a big baller
I know I been like a bunny moving around in life that sometimes people call me a hopper
I know I been kicking it in the field so much that people tell me I should start playing soccer
I know I got what I got so I will be a poet that will never ever faulter

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