| Mama told me you were getting sicker
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| Daily she’d call me say it’s my name
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| You were calling, I mean, I was your favorite
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| I was named after your father, you were the sweetest aunt
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| Never had kids of your own but you made me your own
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| Busy on the road, I couldn’t make it back home
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| You couldn’t make it that long, I’ll never forgive my self
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| I think I love just the hurting fact
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| I think I love when you hurt me back
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| Til we under the dirt, I keep you close
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| Yeah, under my shirt
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| I keep you tucked to the side
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| I’m Mr. Jekyll, I got something to hide
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| I fancy love, but I get stuck off of pride
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| I hope you understand
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| I got a list of daily lovers
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| Succumb to the beast or become it, live from the belly of it
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| Just trying to survive, I’m searching for any others
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| Lets get together make the whole world believe us
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| New world allegiance, fiends living our dreams out
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| Nigga believe it
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| Seen the world three times, nigga believe it
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| They out here selling peace signs, you niggas believed it
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| I don’t
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| My behavior’s unbecoming
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| My neighbors look at me funny like I should move out
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| Nigga, you get a new house
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| This shit ain’t easy
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| Multiple choices I had, turned into voices I have
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| No where to run, I’m moving forward and forging the path filling the loneliness
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| path
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| Nigga, this shit ain’t easy
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| So spare me the front and the fake
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| You ain’t put shit in the pot, fuck is you touching the plate? |