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Die of a Broken Heart

Carolyn Dawn Johnson

Dress Rehearsal

2004

you just can't take
Will send a strong man to his grave
There's not a pill that can give you a rest
Or fill that hole deep in your chest
So, take me

understand
Cowboy hat
I got the shoes
Somethin that
I always do
You haven't heard of me yet
Put on the news
Fast as a jet
And you can't refuse
Ima call my

about accept facts and owning shit 
fix ya life  I know you tired of being broke as shit
My daughter Karlee in my presence every moment of time
Gotta

alright and I'm moving all right man 

I told you in the summer you can never throw no shade
But lately everydays been feel like a rainy day 
The people

working for whats ours
Man i do this for my family i want money i want power
Ion want the petty cash i want hundreds by the hour

Trynna ride the wave u

[Intro]
Uh, what up ya'll
Soundtrack what's poppin' baby
Ya'll ain't know
I go by the name of
Lupe Fiasco
Representin' that 1st & 15
Yea
And this one

just dropped the pin
GPS say, I’m thirty three minutes away
Bout to stop by the bank and put these racks away
So give me bout an hour
I’ll be on my way

see my seeds fore I'm deceased
By seeds I mean emcees that's rhyming like me
That's rhyming like B.I.G, T.I.P, and
Andre 3k
Tryna find my way my lane

range a bunch of 3s shooting like we chris paul/
Yeh/
Fighting with my demons but I  survived/
They say the grass is greener on the other side, but from

a bed and lots of food to eat

Still I hear his last few words
""I can never return what you've done
but heaven will remember and repay""

Fifty years had

brandy
In my hood i use to have the best grass
They use to call me stanley
Thought i was a lick he was thinking shit sweet
Now they gotta bury you with

on the back
2 for 5, 3 for 10
5 for the dub
Cop a couple times and I might show you some love
I got a pocket full of money
And a bag full of drugs
Before I

money I ain't got no fucking plan b
Do it by myself cuz I cant trust nobody past me
While you in them fields I'm in her guts she need a plan b
Short come

Sorry to bother you
But my eyes are starting to blur
Is your head hurting too
Or just me, from stress I'm under
Can I have my paycheque please

took all I saved
All because of tax on a debt he ain't pay
Broad day three years ago today my cousin was slain
The feeling revenge is tense and even just

I feel so amazed
At all the world I've seen today
Three yellow tissue paper butterflies
Flew across my face

I felt the breeze shift
The wind took

3 bands just in case I need to buy myself some shit
Keep a 4 to make me tip when there's 5 hoes on my dick
We get lit
She want a wedding ring I bought

Cant keep my jeans straight
Loui V stitched on my wallet
Gone need a briefcase
We carry racks by the pound
You niggas cheapskates
Drugs in my system
I

pain on my hands

Truth is beauty
And I see that now
At 3am
I'm always spinning out

British born
But bred by the moon 
When I look in the mirror 
I see

1, 2, 3
When sorrow creeps in
When I feel I’m not enough
When I feel I’m all alone
I remember my home
That I am seen and I am known
You cannot break

wrist it's glistening
I told them i'd blow I know but they didn't listen
If you can't take the heat then get out the kitchen
I'm sipping that lean

cause he's the Down Under
And I closed it out with Springsteen's Road of Thunder
Well suddenly Lucy is by my side
Saying "Baby, baby, baby you have opened

Velvet darkness stretching
Over an infinity of void
I'm spellbound by that blue-white marble
That used to be my home

And on my phones
That cheerful

Multiplied by 3
Pool of cash bitch I'm submerged
Gucci frames ice cold shit go Brrr
Sippin on nice one what's the word
Might Milly rock in Brooklyn & scream