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Delivery now i await
I wonder how it will play
It was a girl she was about 20
Sorry young lady, i am taken
I will do a word count at the end of this
You are my delight You are my bliss
The road i grew up on
I NEVER felt like i belong
Not bc of no frends we always bond
It wasn't the road with Daddy's pond
It was the 1 with the projects & the welterweight
It was amazing how much they loved me
I'll take a bullet before i blab
Hand them a knife they can stab
Fully genuine i'm a down-home boy
Southern heritage isn't a toy
i love you,
michael"DEE"house
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