Beacon and Grits
I WAS BORN IN THE SOUTH
ITS MY ROUTH
WHEN THERE'S A BREAKFULL MEAL
ITS A REAL DEAL
A TASTE YOU CAN'T TRACE
THIS IS IT AND IT FIX
BEACON AND GRITS
Copyright © Kurtis Scott Aka Curtis Futch Jr | Year Posted 2012
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