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the air
A finger triggered by a sense of apprehension
Your case you fit the description now you a victim
It seems senseless but it's always been their
one final sweep
We'll make secret plans for ourselves that we'll promise to keep
Secret plans, secret plans
Riding by night in a slow caravan
Secret
be happy in your little shack,
Now I'm getting started
'Cause I'm not broken-hearted
For you.
(It wasn't love at all)
Just a crazy dream,
(I was
and stress ya
Snap on this rap
And cut him from his neck to his rectum
Jersey Jigga another nigga from
A drug stomach
Fiend for hundreds so if I want it
I'm
know I can't
I'm tryna be a soldier, I wanna do it over
Give me one more chance, I wasn't ready
If this is a game then I've been playing 'cause
I never
ahead and take all of your lil shots
Cause if it wasnt for me you'd be in a box
6 ft deep in a box
Where the only company is your inner thoughts
6 ft
a chair, man, I'll fry for 'em (fry for em)
And if I got to take the stand, I'mma lie for 'em (lie for 'em)
It's me and you, hand in hand (forever)
I'm
Hard enough being a man without trying to be the man
Inspired by the mic and it's the mic they see in him
So if you ain't a bad Billie Jean then beat it
nightmares, those people; are my family,
Your lives; my anger. Do it for them, I do it for me.
Do it for them. Fuck it, I do it for me!
Those bullets; my
(Can I get your autograph?)
The yellow cabs in the city would stop for me (yo, taxi)
I wouldn't need collateral to buy property
If I was white,
you'll say
Wes, for real, if it wasn't for me you would not have gotten on that stage
Fuck out my face
Yo we was boys how you throwing me shade?
So fuck
take am two by two
If your body na elele my body na wire
If my body na elele I be the one you require
Oya ele for me dancing for me
Let them know say
feeling, scars slowly healing
Know I long for your love but I know I don't need it
If we was together again I know I couldn't believe it
Hope you smile when
them no go take pas my turf
This bars are cleavage I’m a bitch if I don’t get it off my chest
Brain wasn’t gifted by a fat man who ride
Deers
I
ex-husband bought it."
POOF! My ego appeared and said it's time to go for it
"This place is a drag, grab your coat and bag
We'll have drinks on the house,
on my faith
Left it up to fate
I couldn't call quits
Kept living for my kids
Time lessened the hope of finding you
I learned to cope
I was haunted by your
calling me a witch"
Look at how they made him, look how much they gave him
Look at all the assists, nigga, if it wasn't for Premier
You wouldn't be, if
card? And they made one for her. It was nuts. And she goes, Well, you know, my daughter's a little wayward. I'm not even sure if she's going to graduate
gets me
Lord it gets me
I can't really tell for all your thoughts and their spells
But I wanted to know if you're free
In this day and age, we live our
if I stop texting first
Then you’ll prolly be delighted
Fuck
Whats love guess it really wasn’t meant for me
Whats love guess it really wasn’t meant for
leaving me no choice, but to raise these three kids all by myself
I will not wait for you
A gift
To come home
I threw the candles out
Left your food
perspective that I wasn't delighted to decry
Deconstruct, dismiss, and move aside
But why
Why was it so hard for me to let's humble myself and let wisdom in
quoted
Tryna run it up the gut if we can find an open
Soccer mom caravan 'til we slide it open
'Posed to fire in the open when you spot opponents
see it as one
We don't quit, bullshit, and we never lost, son
Deeper than the oceans and expand like air
We be vast indeed and if your hearing's
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