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the beloved whom you accompanied.
3. I am like a un person chased by a hyena..
4. He survived and doesn't even trust his son anymore.
5. Like
Pull they are toughened
And hardened to the point of steel
Understand: no one is born this way
It is unnatural to not feel
Fear it is a process that
"Look, I was gonna go easy on
You not to hurt your feelings"
"But I'm only going to get this one chance"
"Something's wrong, I can feel it"
Six
pain her like Curtis
Track I ran the streets at 11
He 12, he think we don't know that he tellin'
13, kicked out the church by the reverend
Still
tryna test my brain in the AM
That's an exam then it's on to a next man
Still scarred by my ex hoes
Could show her true colours in a photo
That's
a stressful job so I needed her to relax. Cheaper than a shrink, still met once a week. She would send me daily snaps of her trying off clothes, put her ass
Rich by popular demand
The wait is over homie
Yes it is
A town connect
Know the city gon' feel this
Damn right
Say Toob I know you see me
Say Chris
faster? Can?t you blast her out?
SMOCK
But the woman?s room on Level 4 is only three by three. We wouldn?t want to reduce her to atoms, that would be
4am
4a-4am
4am-4am
Foreplay film, Jeweler called me out the gym
Copped four more gems, need five more them why
Say I'm going to hell that's why I
I don't kno whatchu take me fo I ain't just tryna get by (Let's get it)
I been takin' my time (Slow down)
I been changin' my mind (Which one?)
N I
On to round two round three, it's already 4:15
I got to be at work by six a.m.
She still want go another round
She still want to pour another cup
I'm already
on rocks still I look in the glass
All I see is a opp
These days all I really want is peace of mind
I don't talk but I always feel the need to rhyme
Seeing
mama, please tell her I said, "Say something"
I'm startin' to believe ain't no such thing as Heaven's trumpets
No after-over, this is it, done
If
feels some kinda way
She doing strange things
But I ain't with the games
Just keep it a secret yo
It's cheaper to keep her bro
Two wrongs don't make
feel about her
Well I'll tell you what I know
Brown sugar love me real slow
And I don't care what my friends say
I just can't let her go
Two years
guideline)
One day, four times
You don't mind that I don't care (pleasure, pleasure)
God is fair (pleasure, pleasure)
I need to feel your touch
You shy,
leave without you
Off Bacardi pour a four, still some questions bout you
I'm surrounded blurry faces, seeing double, count two
I'm so crowded by the both
shit
Yeah, that little chick is hot but if she got rabies
I wouldn't give the bitch a shot, I'd poke her in the rear
But I bet if I licked her, she'd
feel fated to do what you do?
I still have a hard time recognizing
That you're good at something
And not being a fucking dickhead
A lot of times
A lot
life
And they still don't know her name
She likes to keep to herself
'cause she can't find nobody else
And you can tell by the look that's in her
4 feet away just to feel on you
Baby girl don’t know me like that
Better show her ‘cause I’m running out of time
She told me I don’t own her like
still know who shot Big and Pac, I'm bothered
Prayed to our fathers for sins I committed summers
Don't nobody know how many but we know our days are
named Tip when my deal came
Told me it's all good, even when it feel strange
Now I'm that guy that know them strippers by their real names
Rochelle,
girlfriend or wife
Especially when she's pregnant with his kid inside
Honestly feel like I wasn't in the wrong, but still I wasn't in the right
Ask her, she
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