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Keedie

Keedie Green (née Babb, 21 October 1982) is a British classical crossover soprano with a vocal range of three octaves, reaching a top A above a top E. more »

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Pain drive us to do some crazy things
Be wise and choose your words
Watch what you say to me
You think I'm being strange
Tryna maintain some peace
Waiting on another load
Tryna make them thangs increase
Like a poet flowing stupid
But you knew this
They feeding you them lies
Let me tell you what the truth is 
They talking on my name
But they ain't got shit to prove it
Lately I been feeling down
Im up but I feel like I'm losing 

I ain't tryna feel no sorrow
I pray for everyday that I can see a new tomorrow 
My heart been pierced just like them bullets through my car door
Grew up in a bubble so I always sought more
And say li E mane why you changed homie
Tell no lies my eyes disguise all of this pain on me
And lately I been scoring percs
Not talking benefits 
Stand up and show the world how strong I am
You know I been dat bitch 
Lose your cars and chains no one remain 
Watch how the game switch 
Talking like I'm bouta to catch a sale 
The whole thang zipped
What I'm saying I can getcho whole gang hit 
Pay six hundred a head the whole gang picked 

Pain drive us to do some crazy things
Be wise and choose your words
Watch what you say to me
You think I'm being strange
Tryna maintain some peace
Waiting on another load
Tryna make them thangs increase
Like a poet flowing stupid
But you knew this
They feeding you them lies
Let me tell you what the truth is 
They talking on my name
But they ain't got shit to prove it
Lately I been feeling down
Im up but I feel like I'm losing 

Say you'll die for me 
But tell me would you live for me 
And if a nigga step on me
Bitch tell me would you kill for me 
It's too much going on
Inside my head 
It's time to face the shit 
Trials that I go through really the kind that just might break a bitch
Ain't no killer but these fools out here ah make a bitch
And if I left her bet she wasn't shit
That's cause I make a bitch
Watch them niggas take a mile every time I gave a inch
Thought that love was really love 
But they was faking it 
And daddy why you had to leave 
Forever traumatized 
Now I can't trust I been deceived 
I'm a gangster my heart colder than Chicago
My heart been pierced just like them bullets in my car door 

Pain drive us to do some crazy things
Be wise and choose your words
Watch what you say to me
You think I'm being strange
Tryna maintain some peace
Waiting on another load
Tryna make them thangs increase
Like a poet flowing stupid
But you knew this
They feeding you them lies
Lemme tell you what the truth is 
They talking on my name
But they ain't got shit to prove it
Lately I been feeling down
Im up but I feel like I'm losing

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