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dreams of you, baby
And tryin' hard to forget
But what's the use, I'm hooked on you

And I miss you, baby
With all my heart and soul
I, I, I miss
I'm goin' away without you babe I'm goin' away all by myself
I'm gonna find the one who lives inside of me
And when I do I send for you to live
live without
Oh oh oh
Just tell her I love her

If you see my girl
Just tell her I miss her smile
Tell her I'm counting the minutes
Gonna see her in
love cause she don't live here
I'm soaked in blood but I'm still here
Hip Hop heartbreaks
Straight-laced, deep bass, 808s plus the mixtapes
Got a nigga
experience just made her feel so old, she says

I want to live the real life
I want to live my life close to the bone
Just because I'm middle-aged that
away by 'are ol' cancer, and ol' Red could do nothin' for 'are that day

I know the kids gonna miss you honey, and you know Red gonna miss you too
Oh me, oh my, oh
Would ya look at Miss Ohio
She's a running around with her rag top down
She says I wanna do right, but not right now

I'm gonna
I'm gonna get drunk and pitch me a boogie woogie

Still a good fella, oh, yes
Live a good fella, you'll die one
Is that right? Oh, yeah

I miss
the light
I miss her every moment she is out of sight
She's a necessity
My baby keeps rolling me

Watch her glide
This girl is bonafide
She's got what
been sad and lonely since the day I left her side
But today I got her letter said she'd be my Cajun bride
Gonna go and wed my Cajun baby and I've by
In her own sweet world
Populated by dolls and clowns
And a prince and a big purple bear

Lives my favorite girl.
Unaware of the worried frowns
I'm a born killa

(chorus)(2x)
I'ma born killa
Born
Killa
"don't fuck with me"

My momma did her part
But it ain't her fault that I was born with out
back to reality
Don't fear death, cause I know that it's promised to me
Flashes, I get flashes of Jason
Gimme a knife, a million lives I'm wastin
my ass upon the corner till it started to bounce
Glock scratchin' reach that and started her out
It wasn't long before I was goin' for nine
I'm
my ass upon the corner till it started to bounce
Glock scratchin' reach that and started her out
It wasn't long before I was goin' for nine
I'm
Airmail for Miss Emma, but she don't live here anymore
(And I don't know no Emma Gore)

I'm gonna steam it open, I'm making tea anyway
I've waited long
Last Saturday night, I got married, 
Me and my wife settled down 
Now me and my wife are parted, 
I'm gonna take another stroll downtown
Yeah, ya better break out some sweet talking,
Cause I promise you you're gonna miss her,
And I know what I'd do if my baby left me,
Id pack up my
Gonna put the the world away for a minute 
Pretend I don't live in it 
Sunshine gonna wash my blues away 

Had sweet love but I lost it 
She got
to my baby's ways
Is the price I'm gonna pay
Gonna love her everyday
When she talk too much
And not know what she say

Gonna hold on to you baby
Like
fat tomatoes
She invited me in to have a piece of her pie

And later on I thought I'd head on down
By the Caley River to the old rope swing
There was
I'm a born killa

(chorus)(2x)
I'ma born killa
Born
Killa
"don't fuck with me"

My momma did her part
But it ain't her fault that I was born with out
been sad and lonely since the day I left her side
But today I got her letter said she'd be my Cajun bride
Gonna go and wed my Cajun baby and I've by
gimme the car tonight

I tell'ya what I'm gonna do

I'm gonna pick her up

I'm gonna get her drunk

i'm gonna make her cry

I'm gonna get her
I'm a sister with a grip on her life 
I only live once so I gotta get right 
The first time 'cause there won't be a second 
I'm not in the mood