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Idols Of Ignorance (Believer)

Dreamers, enticed to turn away
Kneeling, to gods born from clay
Praying, to images carved to stone
Bowing, though sins are not atoned

Hearing, only silence through your cries
Seeing, nothing with lifeless eyes
Worthless, are the objects idolized
Blinded, men fall to their demise

Unholy, lovers of themselves
Money, the lust of which compells
Brutal, without self control
Defying, the Redeemer of their soul

I am the first and the last
Yahweh, Creator of ages past
Ruler, Author of the Book of Life
Fortress, Saviour of impending strife

"I am the Lord
Apart of me
There is none
I form the light
Of this dark world
Bow to me or die!"

[Deuteronomy 4:28; Isaiah 44:9; II Timothy 3:3-5; Isaiah 45:5, 7, 22; Isaiah 44:6]

Bruises (Skindred)

All I want to do is make the people rock
But then I heard them words
"I never trusted you lot
And why dont you go back to Africa?"
From you hear that sound theirs a vibe none stop
Round one I'll, tie you up in knots
You caught me with a right, is that all you got?
Let's make are way to the Parking lot
Coz I know one of us have got to drop

Winner loser mind confuser step in this ring
And you know you get bruises

People should know better It's not hard or It's not clever
Dem ah walk with a drunkyard's crew an dem ah look violence
Thought intoxication dem won't Fe start a confrontation?
But they ain't got got the sense or co-ordination
Who you looking at? For pray clowns be stalking
All liquid up, pay no mind just keep walking
Wrong move there in your face for a fight to
Explode with a right uppercut dynamite

He's had enough He ain't getting up
He's had enough He ain't geeting up

Winner loser mind confuses Jump in this ring
and you know you get bruises

All My Rowdy Friends Have Settled Down (Hank Williams Jr.)

All my rowdy friends have settled down
And they seem to be more in
To laid back songs
Nobody wants to get drunk
And get loud
Everybody just wants to go back home

I myself have seen my wilder days
And I have seen my name
At the top of the page
But I need to find a friend
Just to run around
But nobody wants to get high on the town
And all my rowdy friends have settled down

And I think I know what my father meant
When he sang about a lost highway
And 'ol George Jones
I'm glad to see us
Finally getting straight
And Waylon's staying home
And loving Jessie more these days
And nobody wants to get drunk and get loud
And all my rowdy friends have settled down

And the hangovers hurt more than they used too
And cornbread and iced tea's
Took the place of pills and 90 proof
And it seems like none of us
Do things quite like we used to do
And nobody wants to get high on the town
And all my rowdy friends have settled down

And I think I know what my father meant
When he sang about a lost highway
And Johnny Cash don't act like he did
Back in '68
And Kris he is a movie star
And he's moved off to LA
And nobody wants to get drunk and get loud
And all my rowdy friends have settled down

Yeah me and my rowdy friends
Just routed on down

T-Shirt And Panties (Adina Howard Featuring Cam'Ron And Charlie Baltimore)

[Cam]
Uh, yeah
Adina
Cam

[Cam'Ron]
Yo, on the P to the R, R-O-N is the bomb
And when we at the bar, I'm gonna show you a star
The way I hop, the way I pop
Hold heat right too
Yo, what you think Adina, I'm
a Freak like you
And I'm gearin' TLC, I Creep like you
Leave them panties on ma, I'ma sleep right through
So pull 'em to the side, and pop the Dom
I'm ** wit' my boxers on

[Adina Howard]
Picture this I'm in my bed
Your body's hotSoakin' wet
Flowin' with the things I like to do
I'm open minded when it comes to freakin' you
Feelin' me
Wet as can be
Between my legs You're tastin' me
Boy you make it clear, you know my love will over flow
And you ain't got to worry about my clothes

Chorus
I got my T-shirt and my panties on
T-shirt and my panties on
T-shirt and my panties on
T-shirt and my panties
Got my T-shirt and my panties on

[Adina Howard]
To your surprise
Uh, it's tight
Tighter loveYou get it right

Bridge
Nothing better (ooh)
Nothing more (mm-hmmm)
Can you feel me?
Baby why don't you just

[Adina Howard]
Take your time
Tonight you're mine
We're gonna turn it out
Hit it from behind
Boy you make it clear, you know my love will over flow
And you ain't got to worry about my clothes

Chorus
I got my T-shirt and my panties on
T-shirt and my panties on
T-shirt and my panties on
T-shirt and my panties
Got my T-shirt and my panties on

Bridge 2
I'm feelin' kinda **y
Now that we are all alone(Now that we are all alone)
Baby can we do the nasty
In the privacy of my own home(Baby come a little closer)
So come a little closer
I am hugged all the time, it's gone
Because tonight is special
I got my T-shit and my panties on

[Charli Baltimore]
Yo, yo, yo, yo
You can come if you want to
I'll make you cum too Yo, you butt **, laid out when you come to
Yo, when it comes to **, none's better
Then a back-shot, head wop, Lex cop a setter rock
Bring ya girlfriend, yo, Chuck's the competetor
Anyone right, you can Demi Moore price
Yeah, let her come daddy
Have Gloria freak it
Cause C. B
'More is Victoria Secrets

Bridge 3
Open the door
Take it cause I'm all alone
Got my T-shirt and panties on
Come in before
So when you get home
Got my T-shirt and panties on
I got my T-shirt and panties on! <echo>

Big Mouth (Dance Hall Crashers)

Tell me about what you think today
What are you doing
What do you want to say
Tell me about what's been going on
Where have you been - thought you were gone
Tell me what you can't tell me about
I won't listen but I'll tell them all anyhow
Tell me what you really want me to say
I don't care - I'll ask anyway
What do you think about what they all did
Say something bad
What do you really want to admit
You can tell me I won't say a word
Trust me - I won't tell the world
Won't tell them what you did last night
Won't tell them why you started that really big fight
Or why you ran out that time
It's none of my business, but I'm gonna make it mine

You keep talking
And I'll keep listening
But really it's the same - it's the same old story

Tell me about how it all went wrong
Who do you blame
Who from your world is gone
You know I've been through it too
It's off the record I promise you
So tell me all of the private things
What's there to know
Tell me who gave you that ring
What about your private line
Won't give it out - at least not this time

You keep talking
And I'll keep listening
But really it's the same - it's the same old story

I don't care what you want me to say
You're gonna write
What you want to anyway
Why are you wasting time on me
Just write what you want me to be
Cause I don't care what you want me to say
It's the same old story
Who's gonna care anyway
Promise me you won't ask about
Being a girl in a rock world

I Fought The Law (Die Toten Hosen)

Breaking rocks in the hot sun
I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the law won
I needed money 'cause I had none sun
I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the law won
I killed my baby and it feels so bad
I guess my race is run
She's the best girl that I've ever had
I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the law won

Robbing people with my six-gun
I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the law won
I lost my girl and I lost my fun
I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the law won
I killed my baby and it feels so bad
I guess my race is run
She's the best girl that I've ever had
I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the law won...

Tru 2 Da Game (TRU)




Haaa uuuuggggghhhh
this is for all the G's ou there
we bout it bout it
and g ettes i ain't forget about y'all uuuugggghhhh
gold look like this here

today I have a half an ounce
tomorrow I'll have a key
and if you tryin' to get some ice cream
won't you call me or won't you beep me

Looked out the window
it must be the giggidy first of the month
cause everybody in the ghetto is smilin' and dressed up
Little kids havin' fun in my neighborhood
And fiends walkin' up, talkin' bout its all good
See I'm a G, ????? I got that 2 for 3
And y'all a know that I slang, that I-C-E
And everybody in the ghetto use nicknames
Like V-90, Master P, Boz, and Big Man
My little homies posted up
some hang, hang, and some slangin'
Others gang bangin'
I'm tryin' to make it out the hood with this gangsta rap
And stay TRU to the game, and put the town on the map
But haters hate me and niggas try to talk shit
Cause I done made, a dollar out of 15 cents
On the curb, posted up with them bouldas
And servin' fiends, A-1 yola
And still tryin' stay true with my frist meal
Cause in the ghetto, you got money, you might get killed
And stayin' TRU to the game, is a part of life
And if you don't player, you might lose your life

-chorus-
Tru 2 da game, Tru 2 da game
Ain't nothin' changed but my bank account
I'm still the same

[Silkk the Shocker]
Tryin' to have things major, they can't fade me
cash the chips like casino
Today I'm a keep it real, and chill, and get blitzed like Marino
My girl be fussin', she be tussin', constantly buggin'
Askin' me why I be hustlin'
I got money to make, so mother** it
I'm a keep it real, if it kills me
Y'all gonna feel me before I'm done
Ball till I have it all, I want the whole while
if not, I don't want none
Why I hang with the same ol' niggas
That's what they ask me
I be like, I'm the same ol' nigga
But 'stead, right now, I gets my sacks free
I gots to stay TRU fool, about my mother**in' mail
I'll be a rich**nigga, y'all gonna be visitin' me in the jail
I gots to ball, can't fall, gotta have things major
If you don't believe me, next year round this time
its Silkk up on his pager (then ask me)

-chorus-

[Big Ed]
Bustas can't see me, they blind
I claim TRU, I thought you knew
My foes catch elbows, cause I'm on em like a tattoo
Man I'm layin' low like the eyes of a danked out china man
Stayin' gangstafied
While I'm tryin' to make a million
But politicians run for office
They rather me bust a cap in a rat, cause they both gonna try and stop
this
Gangsta rap is what they call it
But I gots to come with the realness
So all my folks can feel this

-chorus-

[Mr. Serv-On]
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord that my momma will never weep
and let her live in peace and stop spendin' a hundred G's up in her sleep
When will it stop
I guess when they leave me lyin' on the block
With tears on my glock
A pocket full of lemon drops, laughin' at crooked cops
I guess I'm doin' what I gotta do
As long as I stay TRU, until they put me through
I know its a shame, things'll never change
I hope I live long enough to see my daughter spell my name
I'm TRU 2 Da Game

-chorus-

[Master P]
still the same
Master P, the whole TRU click (y'all gonna feel this)
TRU to the gizame (tru to da hood)
money can't change you, it just can make you
(never forget where i came from)
No Limit Records, Down South Hustlers (independent black owned)
and the West Coast Bad Boyz
and I told y'all, I can drop something anytime I want to
Y'all done realized by now, the haters done fell off
Cause they ain't TRU 2 da game
I could never forget where I came from
I'm from the ghetto
But I won't ever change
Cause I'm TRU 2 da game, believe that
Keepin' it real, keepin' it real
Never sell out, can never sell out
TRU 2 Da Gizame

To Dethrone The Witch-Queen Of Mytos K'Unn (The Legend Of The Battle Of Blackhelm Vale) (Bal-Sagoth)

[The Chronicles of War:]
The vast armies of Mytos K'unn, marshalled by a sorceress of great power
known as Zyrashana the Witch-Queen, had been cutting a swath through the
Eastern Kingdoms since high summer the preceding year. Empowering her troops
with great sorceries, she had s een all opposition fall before the ravening
swords of her forces since the first bloody campaign; the invasion of the
ancient and noble realm of Delania. The aftermath of the final battle had seen
the systematic slaughter of the Delanian royal family, an d the torture and
execution of all those who had been loyal to their banner. During the ensuing
months, more kingdoms and satrapies toppled before the might of Zyrashana's
legions, commanded by the fearsome and unswervingly loyal battle-lord Talus
Ebonfy re, a man of sublime brutality whom many beleived to be possessed by a
demon-spirit from the dark realms. Emboldened by their victories and the
expansion of their queen's dark dominion, the hordes of Mytos K'unn began the
incursion into the lands of the Northern Tribes, beginning with the grim and
brooding territories south of the Snow Kingdoms... the rugged homelands of the
warlike clans which had been recently united into a strong realm by the
powerful warrior-king Caylen-Tor, a man known to his allie s and enemies alike
as the Wolf of the North. Thinking the barbaric tribesmen little threat, the
Witch-Queen intends a largely unopposed march throught their lands to strike
at the wealthy and fertile realms beyond the Mountain Kingdoms to the west...
bu t Caylen-Tor has vowed that a searing torrent of blood and steel shall meet
all those who deign to enter unwelcome or drive their standard unbidden into
his land... As grim winter slowly yields to spring, the armies of Mytos K'unn
begin their march northwards, and news of the advance of the Witch-Queen's
forces into Blackhelm Vale, the valley known for centuries as the Gate to the
Northlands, soon reaches the highla nd stronghold of Caylen-Tor. Grimly taking
up his sword and spear and donning the woad of war, he vows that Zyrashana
shall pay in blood for every league she has dared venture in his sacred lands.
Scouts soon return with the information that the enemy is camped at the base
of the valley, preparing to march with th dawn. The court shamans forsee
rivers of blood and untold carnage, and great battlespells are woven as
Caylen-Tor leads his vastly outnumbered Northlander warriors to the misty,
moon-swathed e xpanse that is Blackhelm Vale. Legends say that the blood of
many kings has been spilled on the dark earth of the valley over the
generations, and Caylen-Tor promises to his grim gods that the earth will once
again drink deep this night. With his army si lent and brooding beneath the
moon, he knows that whatever the outcome, this night shall see a legend of war
written in blood and the deaths of men... a legend none shall soon forget...

[The War Testament of Caylen-Tor (On the Night of the Bloodying of Swords):]
O' grim gods of battle, empower us this night...
Anoint us with the crimson rain, feed our steel with slaughter...
Let every blow be a killing blow, grant us victory, or a warrior's death.
Come, moon-fogs, Descend to cloak our numbers, the heady scent of battle
beckons,
My ash-hafted spear feels good in my hands, girt 'round with spells (our flesh
gloriously) woad anointed,
Ravens awaiting slaughter soar high above, blood-worms bloat on red carnage,
I'll carve the moon-wheel in their flesh, as havoc churns the heather!

A swirling mantle of mist-magic swathes us, powerful spells woven by the
fen-witches of the great mere... Deep night and moon-mist shall be our allies
as we surge into the fray! At my bidding, the fog clears for a brief moment,
and I gaze down upon the v alley to behold the army of the Witch-Queen...
great tents arrayed upon the heather, powerful steeds tethered, the light from
countless burning brands illumining the night, many warriors standing, weapons
in hand... aye, all sword fodder.

Entwined in war-fogs...
Entwined by war-spells...
Blessed in blood as raven-saters, slake the thirst of steel burning bright,
Reap the harvest of spilled entrails, we'll return with many heads this night.
The death-ravening black fury fills me,
The spatter of hot blood seet on my lips,
This yard of steel sings a deadly song in my grasp!
Cleaving bodies left and right, a head falls with each swing of my blade,
A storm of shafts screaming form yew-bows, (through their armoured ranks we
shall) carve a path with steel, a blood-drenched swath!

And the thirst of the earth shall be slaked with blood at the fields of
carnage...
A staggering sea of crimson, a towering mountain of ravaged flesh,
All enraptured by the searing kiss of steel,
All surfeit from supping deep of the grim chalice of battle...

Brooding gods of the north, display to these outlander thralls thine ire,
Envenom our blades with the death-kiss of a thousand serpents,
Unfetter the dread war-wolves within us,
That their claws may rend, and their jaws may be reddened.

The bloodying is at hand!
My spear hammers into the chest of a warrior, and bright blood erupts
from his lips as he falls to the heather. I turn aside a vicious swordthrust
and my own blade snakes out to cleave the neck of the attacker, shearing
through his veins in a shower of d ark red. An enemy blade opens my shoulder
to the bone, but I sweep my axe out in a deadly arc, its iron head rending
armour and biting deep into flesh. Talus Ebonfyre's abdomen yawns open and he
staggers back as his intestines spew forth in a pulsing mas s. I sunder his
head with another blow as he falls and his skull yields to spill its steaming
contents to the earth. As I watch, a writhing, shadowy form rises from the
smitten corpse of the Witch-Queen's warlord and flees howling into the
night... I vau lt to the saddle of a riderless black war-horse and seize the
banner of Mytos-K'unn... for every one of us that has fallen, we have taken
five of the enemy screaming with us... the battle is ours!

Bright moon, gleam o'er moor and heather, wood and vale, deep fen and
lake, Grim mountains crowned with snows, great rings of stones, black 'neath
the stars, The storms extol our ancient glory, great mounds feed us, power
from the sacred earth. With faith and steel we walk our shadowed paths, our
blood runs as fire, swords blessed by sorcery.

Wolves of the north, raise thine steel to the skies, revel in the pride of
your wounds,
Let our victory-song ride the winds of this blood-gorged eve,
For on this night of red swords we have wrought a legend,
Forged in the fires of our rage, and tempered with the spilled blood of the
slain...

O' grim gods of battle, empower us this night and always,
Anoint us with the crimson rain, forever feed our steel with slaughter...
Let every blow be a killing blow, grant us eternal victory, 'til we die a
warrior's death.

And so did Caylen-Tor turn the armies of Mytos K'unn back from the
frontiers of his northern kingdom. Those enemy soldiers who fled the field as
the mist lifted and their banner fell, are hunted down and brought to their
knees before the king. Summoning a surviving warrior Mytos K'unn, Caylen-Tor
gives unto him two gifts with which to return to his queen; one is the fallen,
sundered banner of Mytos K'unn, the other is the cloven head of Talus
Ebonfyre. The king's words ring out over the blood-drenched m oor: "Take this
message back to your queen... if ever again she deigns to strike against my
people, the slaughter this night will seem as naught compared to the havoc I
shall visit upon her then." When news of the defeat and the fearsome message
of Cayle n-Tor reached Mytos K'unn, Zyrashana's spells of regal dominance
waned, and her many courtiers and councillors, liberated from the imposition
of subservience, plotted against their queen, 'til soon she was driven from
the great royal palace by her own el ite guard, her throne seized by an
ambitious baron who had won the favour of the nobles and mages of the realm.
Evading inprisonment and surviving only by her mastery of spellcraft,
Zyrashana fled to the satrapies of the east, and nothing more was seen or
heard of her for some considerable time...

[Lyrics: Byron]
[Music: Jonny Maudling]

** Off! (Insane Clown Posse)

[Samples]
"Wicked...W-Wicked." "B-Bitch."
"Wicked...W-Wicked." "B-Bitch."
"Wicked...W-Wicked." "B-Bitch."
"Wicked...W-Wicked." "B-B-B-B-Bitch. Bitch-B-Bitch."

[Shaggy2Dope]
Well, it's on. It's on like neden hoe **
I'm 2 Dope and I'm **in' drunk
Walked in the joint with my nuts hangin' out my drawers
Yo, SUCK MY BALLS!
All I wanna do is choke a bitch
Roll up a jimmy and smoke the bitch
I dropped outta school and I quit my job
All I wanna be is a fat, **in' slob
'cause I don't care about none of y'all bitches!
Shut the ** up and drop ya britches ("B-Bitch.")
'cause I'm cloggin' a bank! {"A bank!"}
So I don't give a ** about what none of y'all think
When I do a show, I wreck the place
I run around the stage kickin' bitches in the face
'cause I ain't nothin' soft,
so you and your boys can straight ** OFF!

[Chorus]
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
(You can suck my nutsac, yo)
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
(You can shake, you're dime-stank though)
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
(You can kiss my ass, ya punk bitch!)
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
(Yo, ** you and ya Momma ain't shit!)
[End Chorus]

{*Phone Ringing*}
[Pizza Guy - Violent J]
"Uh, Pizza Boy Pizza."
"I want a large, extra cheese pizza."
"Pick-up or delivery."
"Delivery!"
"Okay, your address?"
"Yeah, it's near the high school. 232 ** OFF!"

[Shaggy2Dope]
When I was eight, I was on crack
I had Ms. Pella trained on the back
**in' after school every day
I turned that old bitch's neden hairs gray ("Hehehe")
'cause the Dope is all that!
My Mother's a witch and my Daddy's a hunchback
and nobody could ** wit' me
I used to drive a hearse to school, G,
with a stiff hangin' out the back
Bitch, you wouldn't know shit about that!
But there's one thing that I hate
It's always been hard for me to find a date ("AHHHHH!") {"B-Bitch."}
'cause I show up nice and neat
AND THEN STRANGLE 'EM IN THE BACK SEAT! ("Hehehe!")
'Cause if you know, the Shaggs ain't soft
If you don't like it you can ** OFF!!!

[Violent J]
"What's up? Violent J, the Southwest Juggala.
Y'know what I'm sayin'? I walk into a bitch's house,
walk up to they Moms, grab 'em by the face and say '** offffff!'"

[Chorus]
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
(You and your Momma can suck my dick!)
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
(You can shake your bitch-ass quick)
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
(I could give a ** less, G)
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
('Cause you ain't worth shit to me!)
[End Chorus]

[Violent J]
Violent J, the motha**in', blood-suckin' vampire
Please stomp on my head 'cause it's on fire!
I got another funky rhyme, so lemme kick it
"NAH! ** OFF, BITCH! THIS IS MY RECORD!" ("B-Bitch.")

[Shaggy2Dope]
I walk up, like a mental case
and start throwin' left hooks, at ya face
I won't mix no rap with rock-n-roll
..like somebody else I know. {"B-Bitch."}
Bitch boy, you can suck my sack
and after that you can kiss my asscrack
And freaks, you ain't all that
Titties ain't shit but sacs are fat! ("Bitch!")
'Cause if you really wanna know what I think,
I think your neden stank like a fish tank
So in the early cracks of dawn,
take your two fat sacks of shit and get the ** on! ("Hehe, hehehehe!")
Best leave me a dollar for Faygo, bitch,
or I'ma have to bust you in your **in' lips! ("Ha-ha-ha!")
Next time you think I'm soft,
I hope you remember to ** OFF!

[Chorus]
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
(All you bitches hate me anyways..)
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
(... so you can suck my nuts all day!)
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
(You can lick my nutsac, Tiffy!)
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
(Yo, you can suck my **in' dick!)
[End Chorus]

[Sample]
"I'll say one thing, baby.
When Carol said you were a cooky nympho cunt,
she sure as hell wasn't kidding.
Well, that's it 'til next time, bitch!"

[Chorus]
[Shaggy2Dope]{Violent J}
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!/("** OFF, BITCH!"){"Y'know what I'm sayin'?"}
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!/{"I-C-P's in tha motha**in' neck town!"}
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!/("YOU CAN SUCK MY ASS!"){"Ha-ha-ha!"}
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!/{"Peace to Atlanta, y'know what I'm sayin'?"}{"Blitz in the motha**in' house!"}("YEAH, MOTHA**A!")
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU! {"Atlanta, GA, y'know what I'm sayin'? Toledo!"}
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
("WOOO-HOOO!")
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
{"Motha**in' Lexington."} ("YEAH! ** OFF!")
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
{"Motha**in'... you-know-what-I'm sayin'?"}
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
{"Mo'**in', uh... you-know-what-I'm sayin'?"}
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
("** OFF!") {"** off, man!"}
SUCK MY NUTS, BITCH! ** YOU!
FUUUUUUCCCCKKK OFFFFFFFFF!
(Hahahahaha!)
** off!
{"Bring it on, bitch!"}

Love Is Blind (Eve)

Hey yo I don't even know you and I hate you
See all I know is that my girlfriend used to date you
How would you feel if she held you down and raped you?
Tried and tried but she never could escape you
She was in love and I'd ask her how? I mean why?
What kind of love from a nigga would black your eye?
What kind of love from a nigga every night make you cry?
What kind of love from a nigga make you wish he would die?
I mean shit he bought you things and gave you diamond rings
But them things wasn't worth none of the pain that he brings
And you stayed, what made you fall for him?
That nigga had the power to make you crawl for him
I thought you was a doctor be on call for him
Smacked you down cause he said you was too tall for him, huh?
That wasn't love, babygirl you was dreamin'
I could have killed you when you said your seed was growin' from his semen

1 - Love is blind, and it will take over your mind
What you think is love, is truly not
You need to elevate and find

Repeat 1

I don't even know you and I'd kill you myself
You played with her like a doll and put her back on the shelf
Wouldn't let her go to school and better herself
She had a baby by your**and you ain't giving no help
Uh-huh big time hustler, snake mother**er
One's born everyday and everyday she was your sucker
How could you beat the mother of your kids?
How could you tell her that you love her?
Don't give a ** if she lives
She told me she would leave you, I admit it she did
But came back, made up a lie about you missing your kids
Sweet kisses, baby didn't even know she was your mistress
Had to deal with fist fights and phone calls from your bitches
Floss like you possess her, tellin' me to mind my business
Said that it was her life and stay the ** out of it
I tried and said just for him I'll keep a ready clip

Repeat 1 (2x)

I don't even know you and I want you dead
Don't know the facts but I saw the blood pour from her head
See I laid down beside her in the hospital bed
And about two hours later, doctors said she was dead
Had the nerve to show up at her mother's house the next day
To come and pay your respects and help the family pray
Even knelt down on one knee and let a tear drop
And before you had a chance to get up
You heard my gun cock
Prayin' to me now, I ain't God but I'll pretend
I ain't start your life but nigga I'mma bring it to an end
And I did, clear shots and no regrets
‘Member cops comin' in, watch me going to jail
Nigga whatever my bitch, ** it my sister
You could never figure out even if I let you live
What our love was all about
I considered her my blood and it don't come no thicker

Repeat 1 till end


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