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Take Me Back

Dave Hollister

The Book of David, Vol. 1: The Transition

2006

You can leave
You'll come runnin' back to me you'll see
That's how and old boy use to think
Like you was supposed to do what I said do.
Now I'm

Yeah, yeah

Messages I wrote
You don't even know the half of it
I'm pouring out my soul
Take apart my heart then wake me
Back up when I'm old, yeah

with any flow a million or more my shit
Popping out the store
If I hit her one time bet
She call me back for more
I'm trying to make a million off

old. 
It sounds like the same lyrics 
Written and spitten 
From different rappers and all I'm seeing 
Is y'all making music go backwards.
It's my turn

but I don't make sense
Cause one day it's put the knives down
Or put the peace signs up
The next day I'm at your home instead
All for my pride

I've had enough but I'll never back down

I did it all for love until they broke my trust
They keep on calling my bluff
But they don't like the way I'm

And I've always known
Have to find my own way home
Weren't we told we can be anything
When we're old and grown?
What, do I have to be your clone?
I feel no

, can't keep roamin'
Can't keep loaning my years away
The old home is gone, and everything I've loved Has turned the other way

already visit
Ain't no way I'm going back to that old place I been living
All grown up, just figured what I wanna do
The music, the tours, The fans

the first you were my love
And that's when the old gray cloudburst

Hey baby
I'm gonna tell you 'bout your lovin'
And your kissn' and your huggin'
And your

a life of sins
Holders home’s get flipped if they try part ways
We the violent kids
And I know that it seems like I’m talking but best believe this a life

In a kush fog, word to C-Murda, I'm with my true dogs (true dogs)

Young Roddy
I done came up (came up), I done came way up 
Yep, I done came (came up)

it's better this way
I'm coming home, baby
I'm back
Yuh
Yuh, yuh
I got a whole lotta old pain
Treated with gunpowder, cocaine
LSD tabs on my tongue
Just

a chick in my passenger rubbin' my lap
Like she tryin' to summon a genie
I'm comin' from CT and I will never turn my back
Puttin' this whole state

enchanted by our potential
Without Christ it’s what we’ll never enter
I’m fed up with the lack of empathy
And white supremacy using Scripture to justify their

to go back in my soul, cause a nigga on a roll
I'll stay quiet round you, don't like my buisness being told
Only fucking with your soul, if it old
I done

old and grow dull by your side, 
I lose my mind, 
And then it's here I awoke, 
Yeah I'm here babe, yes I’m here baby,

I don't want to feel this

out
Looking for
My way home
I admit, I tried to change
I tried to quit, all in vain
I tried switch, I'm still the same
I'm not okay, I'm not okay
Back

they actors first

Livin' day by day, but lately, I been stackin' for the worst
OG moved me out the way, but I'm from Whittier
Got caught up inspecting

sitting in that hall by the kitchen
Rocket up that second flight, I'm a man on a mission
Her door open, seen my sister in the fetal position
Now nothing was

on the road trying move out a O back n forward from the D to H lil girl in the back I’m just praying we safe on the phone with my dawg trying see bout this play

The world at my sneakers,
Gold pieces moulded with Jesus features, 
Give streets the fever from the way I spit the Ether,
Came on the scene at 19

obsolete
I'm pestering, by the ring, I know you not ignoring me
My heart is blue, texts is green, I hope you got a 'Droid
I think it's over, but I'm under

back my friend
Said I came back but now I'm really back again
Pencil and my notepad in the stu'
on my grind
I think they know not to diss me from the way