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Evelyn sits by the elevator doors 
It's been thirty seven years since James dies on St. Patrick's Day in 1964 
But she could not hold it against
Forgetting their names
Overlook me now, but you can't skip James
I'm sorry 'bout that
I don't mean this to be a shock
I'm telling you honey
'Cause you know it
James, he came to the door
Wanting to know for sure
Why love gets up and goes
I'm sorry, but it had no place to grow
Oh, James. My love for you is
you can do it

I'm sorry now
And it's too late
I'm sorry now
Do you have to hate me?
I'm sorry now
So sorry, yeah
I wish you wished I wished you
know then what I know now
I was dumb, and I was proud
And I'm sorry
If I could go back do it again
I'd be someone you could call friend
When it rains it pours down
Used to wanna be king said the reign is on now
King me like james straight out of high school
To the big games but you
know then what I know now
I was dumb, and I was proud
And I'm sorry
If I could go back do it again
I'd be someone you could call friend
the other
I'm left with me and James and a million little pieces

It's not that I want them all
To be sorry when I'm gone
I'm just tired of waking up
the Japanese sorry
But who the fuck gon' tell my niggas sorry
Never seen his pops cause he's sorry
Fuck the education
Would ask for reparations
But I'm probably
creeped like snakes
Grabbed the tapes and the Louie and break
The whole swap meet went crazy
I'm sockin' more fools than Patrick Swayze
Toss a mess
the rest,
That's okay I was raised by the best,
I'm so icy,call me lil' frosty,
Hello haters, I can hear 'em talkin'
I ain't,I ain't even mad at 'em young
Now the only way I see the broad is online
I'm doing drugs trying to feel you
I'm killing me trying to heal you
I built my whole life around ya
of language is that?
Sorry but the rapper full of pain and anguish is back
I am strange, that's a fact, I'm insane, that's a fact
Cold nights, dark days,
like the g funk sound
I was born to clown
havin' mind in every round
tryin' to get my skrilla on
by the pound
cause I'm hell bound
we keep them trippin'
Love big titties, turned on by them C Cups
Did a show in Boston drinking lean out a tea cup
No party, I'm sorry
Ridin' round in the motorcycle, no
I'm a bring Stylez and Sheik wit' me, datta be great. 
Jus' have two friends, we gon' bring the truck and the new Benz. 
Desert in the, stashin'
remained calm
Thought, "Why not just go out on a mission, like James Bond?"
Double-oh-seven, since I'm the great, I'll be double-oh-eight
So I went into
killed by a cop that thought negative
Shot in the back like a victim of Jesse James
Tell them his motherf***ing name!
Phillip Pernell, murdered by
makes me wonder why I even bring the thunder

Why he even brings the thunder

You wanna pull yourself together?

I’m sorry, these Virginians are
Longing for Angelica
Missing my wife
That's when Miss Maria Reynolds walked into my life, she said

I know you are a man of honor
I'm so sorry
President Bush
If he was close to the edge, then I'll give him a push
And do this whole world a favor, hey there howdy neighbor
Shit, I'm sorry I took so