| Go ahead and wager that you never listen to another song of mine
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| I can’t say I blame you either
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| Cause if you made records you ain’t gonna catch me listening to that shit
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| But if you do I just want you to know, I didn’t make this to hurt you
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| God knows, you done hurt enough
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| Just… I don’t know, try to make some real shit, you know
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| Bye, you ain’t never gonna see me again
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| If I can help it, little fellow take it easy
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| Fresh out of forced tears, kisses and hugs
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| You about to lose the company your misery loves
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| Ain’t never did nothing but try to kill your disease
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| At least help the symptoms, instead you infected me
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| I’m not the kind of man to draw a line in the sand
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| If you gotta draw at all then it’s time for you to scram
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| P. S., you can keep all this shit
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| And hang around your broke friends and call yourself rich
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| The struggling I did with you was all for nothin'
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| It was never enough, your heart set on suffering
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| I admit that I was weak in the beginnin'
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| I wanted someone to need me instead of a friendship
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| I didn’t think I deserved a true partner
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| So I transferred the arrangement I had with my mama
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| Since you never listen to a word I ever said
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| Maybe seeing this door slam, will get it through your head
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| I don’t love you, I don’t think I ever did
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| And if you hadn’t tried to kill me, I’d stayed for the kid
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| There’s nothin’more for us to say
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| Got my mind made up, I’m walking away
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| Sometimes we just outgrow the role that we play
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| Hope you find a happy ending to you story someday
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| Round and round and round we used to go
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| I never fucked you right or made enough bread, I know
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| If I’m such a bastard, and mistreated you so
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| Then how is it you’re losing your mind to see me go?
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| Truth be told, I held you together
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| For all them years, and I cheated on you never
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| Defended your honor, took in your mama
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| When she tried to rehab and had you back through the drama
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| You got a sick stone under your ribs
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| Where a heart is suppose to live
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| Sick, twisted and vindictive, with your windows dim
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| Baby, you’re not wicked hard bull fish, you must shiver
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| How you threaten to kill the most precious
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| Gift that you’ll ever be blessed with?
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| Unless you’re twisted, demented and depressed and shit
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| And alone cause you faithfully slayed your friendships |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Walking Away , by - Brother Ali. Song from the album The Undisputed Truth, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп