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I don’t know why I feel so lonely
A loser like me should be used to this
Maybe it’s because even I don’t know me
So I ain’t got plans but feel like

somewhere
Don't remember where it was
Somebody yelled, "Join the club!"

We all got lost we all got lost
We all got lost (I don't know where to go)
We all got

your slip ups
You never get it that the more you sleep the more you give up
I used to see myself as just a perpetual victim
I had to look at where I got

If you know me you know I do the euthanizing don’t go for it it’s used & got plenty mileage
It’s weird when I’m having fun I start to wonder where

a man said somebody I didn't know
Had played well, I kept walking and then
Realized the aisle later he was talking to me
I felt bad couldn't tell him i

the bike that I copped from my younger cousin
'Cause that cat is up in class like a nickel and he wasn't

I'm concentratin' on these moves that I'ma soon be

though we
Know that he'll let us sin
Better come to grips with your short comings
I used to run track
But some of y'all do more
Running and never come back

about somebody else
You got it bad

When you say that you love 'em
And you really know everything
That used to matter don't matter no more
Like my money

here with me it's alright
And you know i won't lie
I saw love in your eyes
That night
If it happens it happens
Know my head used to fly
When we sat

Street niggas run this town!

Sticking niggas at The Tunnel was
How I used to eat soon as you set foot
On that cobblestone street
And this is the same spot

Probably screamin' out his name (I don't even know his name)
With me she used to do the same (somebody tell me..)

(Chorus)
Who's she lovin' now (who she

It's Better to Have (And Don't Need)

Don Convay

The Triptych

2007

You know, I can't get no more
(Satisfaction)
Girl, you know you won't give me no more
(Inspiration)
Listen to me
Lord, have mercy!

You know

"[i just wanna let u know that
this ones for my baby baby baby girl..]

This is for my babygirl because you never let me down
shes my only girl
[you

That you done did some illegal shit 
You just made it way too easy for em 
By smoking out det bih
Now they got the right to search ya
I pray to god det

gon' cock-ride
Who you know got ties with gangstas that chop pies
I swear these are not lies
My verses'll scare you if I took you counter-clockwise
Every

, yea me know that women can be, frustrating
Truth is bredda, so can we
Perfect, perfect you cyah wah she be
When we imperfect
And they come from we
When

to live that way
You tell them what I shine
Yeah I swear I'll be that son
Brooklyn going under any Brooklyn you know
I know what it is, let's go
My

Pittsburgh, Manchester I be claiming
But be in every single hood you know the Laymons
Oh, that's my mother's maiden, Granddaddy played em
What

I'm
Just tryna' get by i smoke til I'm sober
Know I'm a soldier dealt with my shit
I never moaned to an older
Still looking over my shoulder
From

manufactured home
In the orange groves
The sandy front yard
The way it smelled like rot and swiss cheese inside
Somebody told you it was a chemical they used in

go persuade 'em

Back before my hiatus you know how I used to beat 'em
Treat em like snacks that Imma throw out and let Scooby eat 'em
Stomp em like

I
Was treated by replacements
Little did I know that my
Time was gon be wastin'
Cuz when you left, it fucked me up
Let's face it then I met a nigga

been busy
Back in the day I was out with the mandem
Used to kick ball,
We ain't know about flickies
Silly, silly
All the wannabes are oh so silly
When

all the time, you're really the only thing
But you already knew that, by every song that I sing
My new relationships don't work out, so I cling to old