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Respect, also called esteem, is a positive feeling or action shown towards someone or something considered important or held in high esteem or regard. It conveys a sense of admiration for good or valuable qualities. It is also the process of honoring someone by exhibiting care, concern, or consideration for their needs or feelings.Some people may earn the respect of individuals by assisting others or by playing important social roles. In many cultures, individuals are considered to be worthy of respect until they prove otherwise. Courtesies that show respect may include simple words and phrases like "Thank you" in the West or "Namaste" in the Indian subcontinent, or simple physical signs like a slight bow, a smile, direct eye contact, or a simple handshake; h… more »

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You said they'll love me, little man, trust me But you can't comfort me from the dark place
That you are It's been four years, still I break Down, cry
These tears Broken, I hide my fears in my Black, cold,
Frozen heart Rosies and posies ringing your Neck should you

Get too close to me I'm choking up, proposing Those things you
Were supposed to see Got on my own, I'm Home I'm thrown the keys,
On my throne I zone A fantasy, Never Land, a Boat, the seven
Seas Set the sail, you and me, that's where We'd

Be I got a good job, those are hard to get
I'm not a rap star yet, but promises were made On that day
And I'm obsessed with a little game I play So, Find a bet to place on the best
I'm gonna bomb the rest Strap Claymore, C Four To a vest

I'll put it on your chest with a Robin's nest We're gonna ask Batman who's rocking this Shit
Dom's sadistic, rhymes to get sick. Salmonella, Cinderella, slippers off
Carmen, Electrify you in the back of a pickup Truck
Grocery, stick it up, gross I know it's enough, Blood I get it

I'm off like I'm a light switch Cut by the knife, Stitch my little wrist
Slit, stop cutting, tip slip on my skin, made my Decision
You said they'll love me, little man, trust me
But you can't comfort me from the dark place That you are

It's been four years, still I break down, cry These tears
Broken, I hide my fears in my black, cold, Frozen
You gave me purpose, now you're gone, I feel So worthless
I write and curse in cursive, if I'm hurt then I Deserve this

People I took advantage of, becoming unable To love
Spreading my anger, untethered, I may be sick Under the weather
Comforting December, smoldering an ember, Burning it's my temper
Cauldron hot temperatures, boil you alive in The crockpot literature

Steaming tell me lies, while they draw my Caricature
You could always cook it up, drip, drop, it's the Jerk
Chicken you'd be cookin' up, never served Leftovers
That's because we'd eat 'em up, so there Wasn't leftovers

Stephen Curry with the jump, I can not speak Up, introvert
But you could cook amazing, never know what I'm tasting
These days save me from all the gook I'm Facing
Look at the foot I'm placing up your ass daily

Should've put my fucking stupid face up at Your Place, G
Because my mind is racing, even when it's Spacing
There is no replacing, opposition taking
Mental fucking retardation, is the condition Chasing

All the things I could've been if you were here Pacing
You wouldn't know what I'm saying, they are Not listening
I believe the voice in me, screaming for the Choice to be
So much more than ordinary, door to door, Boysenberry

It's a chore to warn the orange clockwork, you Will choke
I know the poison running deep, resistance
I'ma tell you right now, the shit is fucking Pointless
F*ck me nigga coitus, penetration boy this

Bar is getting way too long, I might need a Fucking thesaurus
Is you getting tired, sick of me, I'll tell you now, He'd never be
Maybe when he beat my ass, but that is in the Past
You see, at least the shit he'd do to me, isn't Even half as bad

As what life right now is doing
If it's a game, I'm losing at everything I'm Choosing
But I know if you was here, you'd say I'm killing Ruthlessly
Like Lil Tunechi, sipping booze, ruining

All the things that I have built, but I will fix Them dubitably
You said they'll love me
Little man, trust me
But you can't comfort me

From the dark place that you are
It's been four years
Still, I break down, cry these tears
Broken, I hide my fears

In my black, cold, frozen
Heart
Big man, I miss you, I'm doing this for you
Me, but I'm forced to

I'm doing all the things I don't wanna do

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