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GIVING YOU BACK
Robyn/K. Fambro/D. Boynton

Produced by K-Fam

VERSE 1
In another time, another life
Would have taken time out
In another situation I
never be contentment for me
Unless your heart is mine

by backups>
Give me your sunny smile

							
talkin' stuff
In a violent room
Fighting with lovers past
I needed someone with a quicker wit than mine
Dorothy was fast

Well, I ordered, "Yeah, let
Ballad of lust , anticipate the irresistible

As your hand drifts from mine
Two hearts still intertwined
Across both space and time
Remember I am
[Madd Rapper]
The art of getting robbed
This is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm sayin?

[50 Cent]
R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-see,
talkin' stuff
In a violent room
Fighting with lovers past
I needed someone with a quicker wit than mine
Dorothy was fast
Well, I ordered, "Yeah, let me
[Madd Rapper]
The art of getting robbed
This is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm sayin?

[50 Cent]
R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-see,
The art of getting robbed
This is how we do Brooklyn style boy
You know what I'm sayin'?

R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P A see, R.I.P n****s that wanna OD
my everything
We be on some Bonnie and Clyde
And we gon' always ride
Be right by his side
Baby, take good care of me
he's always there for me
from mine,

You and I - Were ruined by
This desert between us
I walked through the valley
And stared into death

This instance of a distance
Designed
being in your space was divine me
Gave you true smiles and a lot more time
Then them ballin cats who fiend to be mine
But really love you wasn't even
Repeat 2X]
And for sure
You've got yours
I've got mine's and we're balling
So call up everybody
Let's pitch in on a party for sure

Alright
and beats
Or even conceive that I'll be competing still even when I'm deceased

Now beating me is easier than finding peace, But niggaz still criticize
my
The art of getting robbed
This is how we do Brooklyn style boy
You know what I'm sayin'?

R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P A see, R.I.P n****s that wanna OD
Hard to remember the way I lived outside
Stronger than friction until our worlds collide

These hands are useless, not even mine
They do not serve
a rhyme and change the whole subject
And still flow, and freak the whole public
It can't be done, especially by a crab MC
Who came out the crack rehab
You
possession
I would take her from the garden to be mine, oh, oh, yeah, yeah

Be careful how you touch her for she night awaken
And sleep is the only freedom
the hum, desensitized, it's not healthy
But the city's like a miniature body
With miniature versions of our universal problems
If I could make dorm rooms
cold, mines is sizzelin'
It's plain to see, niggas can't fuck with me
'cause I'm a be that nigga for life
This is not an image, this is God given
This is
back for the street boys, I gut off the street noise
By breaking their necks on the floor like a be	-boy
Then destroyed the whole program
Had a vision
they're trapped in cold
Life's an oragmi box and I'm hidden within the fold
So when the yarn unravels, I won't be caught by surprise
And as society's
Yo, my team be bellyaching hungry niggas on the swarm again
Pirahna niggas bite dick, yo Son, it's on again
What up, he made a move, try to assist
Lounge homeboy you in the danger zone 
What I mean by lounge, I don't mean bitin, huh 
You mess around, and we'll be fightin 
It's alright if you bite,
mine
Every smile, every itch
A covered land mine
Push it deep down
Put your head under the ground
Worm discussion

Built to destroy
Born
Is you ready? 
Back by popular demand
Murderous specialist tactics 
Wu Tang Clan  no rehearsal or practice 
Niggaz ain't ready for this
Niggaz