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She was the only one who could really make It. Ooh, sucking hearts out her palms, She made a real bad Habit. Oh, she would have thrown it to the boys For Little Less trouble. Since I Lost you, You're Gone. Now I'm gone too, I'm Gone. Since I lost you, I'm try to seem to feel you. It's a party. I can't come down to feel you. It's A party. I can't come down to feel You. It's Party. I can't come down to feel you. It's a party. Baby, don't beg. Come change your soul. I know you only get the best. And I'll come and match your blood. Come leave. Take a ride to my block, my block. That's right. Around my motherfucking way. It got a nigga shedding tears, Reminiscing on my past fears. 'Cause shit was hectic on me last year. It appears that I've been marked for death. My heartless breaths, the underlying cause of my Unrest. My life is stress and no rest, Forever weary. My eyes stay teary for all the brothers that I buried in the cemetery. Shit is scary, our black on black crime legendary. But at times unnecessary. I'm getting worried. Tear drops and closed caskets. The three strikes law is drastic and certain death For us ghetto bastards. What can we do but we're arrested. Put over fire. Life in the pen ain't for me 'cause I'd Rather die. But don't cry through your despair. I wonder if the Lord still cares for us Niggas on welfare. And who cares if we survive? The only time he notice a nigga is when He's clutching on the four-five. My neighborhood ain't the same 'cause all the little Babies going crazy, all this suffering in the game. And I swear it's like a trap, but I Ain't giving up on the hood. It's all good when I go back. Hoes show me love, niggas give me props. Forever hop 'cause it don't stop on my block. On my block. block. Yeah. Nigga Bucky for Nu, no telling what he might do Drabby and broke with the coke in a glass, Feeling like Akron Coke Laugh the spot, Who told a joke? Come laugh, bitch, you're getting Poked Hurry, go, you're not on the GOAT This Is my cannibal flow You can smoked But I eat my own teachers at home I Got bone to pick I got a bone strapped And we call it Slim Aim me a hit And I miss, aimin' it right at your kids Turn into children's choir 'cause I made 'em sing, Set fire to crib Your man, get bucky for Nu, no telling what he might do Drabby and Broke with the coke in a glass, feeling like Akron Coke Laugh at the spot, who told a Joke? Come laugh, bitch, you're getting poked Hurry, Go, you're not on the GOAT This is my Cannibal flow Your get bucky for Nu, No telling what he might do Drabby and broke With the coke in a glass, feeling like Akron Coke Laugh the spot, who told a joke? Come laugh, bitch, you're getting poked Hurry, Go, you're not on the GOAT This is my Cannibal flow