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Unborn Queen
She's my most priced possession, Most intimate lesson, For you I need no substance to run a big me. Offspring a king, king You're my future queen, queen! A man's first resort to grow up as a human being You hold my name, my name And you help me grow, grow It's gonna be times when I fly away, I'm on that road! And you feel alone, but I'm coming home Cause you're far too precious to ever be dumb wrong And you'll be separated living in another house And you'll' the grip seeing your mother with another spouse And I'll be there for, everybody's cool, not an open house Trust me, baby girl, we gonna figure this out! I promise, you're thinking' I'mma make these ends Even if I gotta give in and move in to a whole new residence Even if I gotta give up everything I gave up, everything else I fought What goes around, comes around, and I'm fine' I promise, you ain't follow the road your mother did You'll never move too fast up this brash, Moving in to any stranger's crib. You'll meet all types of man, saying they know your best interest No, that's the sexual incent Incest and slow dance, after after-school program He'll use hands and wordplay to break the defense of mechanism That's just men and what men do I don't think I put game on minds Get the lil nigga with a story, Life's gonna play it, when I wonder why.
Gotta die and the doctors living a lie Gotta starve as a pup, before you get a wolf's appetite Gotta keep you from my own worst enemies Which is me! Kill a man with my bare hands If you posses any of my qualities. Gotta die and the doctors living a lie Gotta starve as a pup, before you get a wolf's appetite Gotta keep you from my own worst enemies Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Which is me! Kill a man with my bare hands If you posses any of my qualities.
We used to talk about your' linger That's back when I was a dope dealer I couldn't stay sober to save my life But that was my death in the dark ' my life in the light You're no man's type Couldn't even phantom some of the messages your mother typed You settle and ready, my heart happy Cold pebble in that old school Chevy. .. do it before I hit the ' happy on my mind I don't wanna lose it, Should have swallow my pride Went out of my mind with my two lips Now he's gone! Your grandmother gone Bullshit's strong! Bitches do every phone-call Between me and your mom For the' she say Someone else gonna play daddy Destructing my' She'll try to put you down right into a new valley Let it go, let a nigga be happy and live in a flow Best two got flow! But you hate that shit, so you fake that shit, Can't take that shit! And I know certain words from the hate that quick And that makes you sick! Let got of your past and now' Take your own venomous soul out of the grass, mate! I ' voice mail for the spike, got me pouring up dirty spike Double cup conscious, got me honest I broke somebody tonight! Queen!
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