| I had a lot of respect for her, lil' Erica
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| Supposedly so sweet and now I regret that I messed with her (what happened?)
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| As I recollect I be wonderin, was it reckless?
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| If this happened to you, would you label this incorrectness? |
| (tell me)
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| 'F' it, he ain’t deserve to keep his light
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| I remember E tellin me 'bout them sleepness nights callin on Jesus Christ (word?
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| He also used to beat his wife, that’s the reason she split
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| Blames it on Erica, said that she’d never be shit (never be shit?)
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| It made me sick the way she asked if I could keep a secret
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| Said «Sai', you all I want but not the only one I sleep with»
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| I’m thinkin freak bitch, but she said «Naw, this is some deep shit
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| I’m trustin you, that’s the reason I’m tellin you, just peep it"(what she said?)
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| She said «Boo, I don’t know what to do, since I was 2
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| Pop touched me in places that made me feel so uncomfy
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| He said if I ever told a soul it’d be my Lord
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| An agent over the course, he forced me to have an intercourse
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| No I ain’t seekin your sympathy (damn) I just need to be held intimately
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| Promise not to look at me differently"(what you do?)
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| At that moment I knew that I would have to off pops (word)
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| He blatantly rapin my shorty, hit my sore spot
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| Told her from here on, I’ll shed her from harm
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| Just confide in Saigon, she sang a song and just cried in my arm (damn, man)
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| Told her confide in Saigon
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| She sang a song and just cried in my arms
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| Then she said — she said, she said
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| «I don’t know how he could do it
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| Let his own flesh and blood go through it
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| All I know is I can’t take it no more!"(So what you do?)
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| I plotted for three days on when and how to leave him twisted (uh-huh)
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| The D’s are too swift with biscuit ballistics, can’t risk it (true)
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| I asked E, she said if she was me she’d find a big stick to beat him with (damn)
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| Then cut off his dick and feed him it
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| I was thinkin «Damn, why you so belligerent, boo?»
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| Then it hit me, like maybe it’s cause of all of the shit that she went through
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| Bein so badly trapped, word to God it’s too bad he black
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| Violatin whenever his daughter sat on daddy lap
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| How the fuck I make him fathom that? |
| Said the time she tried to spaz back her
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| back slapped
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| (What happened?) Collapsed and had a asthma attack (damn)
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| See black? |
| The tongue is as ill as a fatal act
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| He never portrayed that type, down the tube to my table jack
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| I’ll preach him some haps about keepin my paper stacked
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| I used to use that advice (but now) but now it’s a bit too late for that
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| Humble up on the outside, within was so cruel
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| I talked and watched sports, ate soul food with this old dude (damn)
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| Whoever thought a ex-newspaper reporter be rapin his daughter? |
| (pssh)
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| Son this sport is worth more than just eight and a quarter (I agree)
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| There now, decided to do it, care style (how?)
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| Slit his throat and smother him so when he scream you don’t hear a sound (right)
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| He let me in, let’s see in five flat, was on the rug murdered (murdered?)
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| Hit the jugular, turned and burned rubber before the blood squirted
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| Went to E, and told her that he was done with (what she said?)
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| Never had to worry 'bout your pops with all that dumb shit (no, what she said?)
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| She looked at me like, «Nigga you playin
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| Fuck you mean my pops is done with? |
| (She said WHAT?) Exactly what the fuck is
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| you sayin?»
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| I said «Erica, what the fella did was foulin me and foulin you too
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| She said, «Oooh, you done did what I doubted you’d do»
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| Started lookin hysteric, lookin like she was possessed by a superior spirit
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| Wasn’t tryin to hear it (fuck that)
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| I grabbed her arm, shook her up, spoke on some calm shit (man)
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| Asked her «What's the matter, I thought it was what you wanted?»
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| Thought it was what you wanted? |
| (That's what I thought)
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| Thought it was what you wanted?
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| (That's why you in here?) Yeah man, so yeah
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| Come to find out, the bitch father was never even rapin her son
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| (What?! Get the fuck outta here)
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| Yo I go and I take homie out and shit (you took him out?)
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| Then come to find out she was settin homie up to get some insurance money
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| (What? Insurance money?)
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| Now I’m up in here with y’all motherfuckers (you got to be, shittin me man!)
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| Nah, I ain’t here for that, I’m just fuckin with you man
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| I’m here for some other shit man (ahh, you stupid!)
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| Y’all some stupid muh’fuckers anyway man (nigga you’s a stupid motherfucker)
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| Anyway, man I gotta go use this phone, I’ll be back
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| I gotta use the phone real quick (fuck that)
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| Make sure shorty come right this time
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| I’ll be back y’all (lyin ass nigga) |