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Much Love

Words sometimes slip off of my tongue/ sometimes I trip and get stung/ never the same mistake, I only make 'em once/ I make a lot so I have scars from the cuts/ look at the stars when I walk with a limp and a crutch/ looking for answers between bars the I've shut/ the mind can be a penitentiary when it lusts/ now I clutch the bars and they crumble to dust/ sometimes it's still hard to breathe when I'm rushed/ take a step back catch my breath, it's a must/ I'm fiending the rush/ still dreaming, no luck/ you get what you give, so it's only me I can trust/ that causes problems with the people you love/ they'll come around when they get to the whys and the whats/ that's why when I speak I always say it's much love/ so to all my people, I'm feeling the love and it's always gonna be.....much love

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