| And I still, gotta ask
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| You could’ve told me
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| And I thought that I knew you
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| Better than that, better than that
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| Better than that, better than that
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| So, So, So
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| From the beginning it was known
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| Had a brother here, but now he’s gone (real gone)
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| He’s not six deep, find him on 6th Street
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| His mind now mincemeat, sleeping on concrete
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| Can tell when she went to sleep, she’s still weak
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| About a big bro, overdid it one day
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| Decide to hit her, no booz, no drugs, no playaz
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| No thugs, no luv no hugs
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| When she caught me, found the stash in the coffee?
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| Call me from the payphone speaking real softly
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| That I’ve broken the seal of trust
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| On her way to her momma’s house
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| On the bus, it was old for us, don’t make a fuss
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| She said, as the tears shed, explained that she felt
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| Misled, she couldn’t take the pain if I was jailed
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| Or found dead… or from one upside the head
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| I tried to convince her, only happens to a few
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| How could I question, after all she’d been through
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| She said she felt bad, but there was nothin I could do
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| I thought I knew, I thought I knew
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| Yeah, me & my man’s go back way before the music
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| I’d never thought that he would lose it and do that
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| All year he used to be in my house, but now I can’t wait to
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| Smack the taste out of his mouth
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| They say that money is the root of all evil, but not having money
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| Is the root of all evil, chilling, talking, walking with my people
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| Talking the walk about how shit goin' be, we gonna rock under
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| Any circumstances, when I’m on the microphone
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| You know we advancin', with or without you, can’t fuck with you
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| We try to forget you, cause we’re trying to get richer |