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((chours)) now u can sit and talk shit about me but u know it ain't true the same things u do to me gon come back to get u i make promises no threats u ain't see nothing yet and u claim u can pop off at me yea i bet ((verse one)) lets get it straight a gun don't make a man only his fist does and i know good and well u hide when push come to shove u like to talk real big when u surrounded with croweds but when i get u alone shit u don't open your mouth now..there's one thing that never cease to confuse me i understand i fucked your ass but now u claim that used me i was the virgin on the block but every time i pass i hear u talkin about me nigga kiss my ass another thing i don't work will with the he said and she said so u can stop tellin ur friends shit and leave it to rest i'ma leave the rest to someone who really cares u wanted to hit but u didn't even dare |
i didn't think this one was that good. sorry babe. i can tell ur pissed but i just wasn't feeling the rythm or the rhyme. the only i got out of this was the emotion behind it.| Posted on 2006-06-07 00:00:00 | by unknown soldier | [ Reply to This ] | on the block with not one gun | threats I treat like wiggley's gum i chew up the hate and make you wait wait for more pain and terror that you claim is all bout self gain selfesteem low you need all the blows to help yourself grow I will not mention your name so back off there's no way I'm giving you fame God loves you but stay true to the call he has on you | Posted on 2006-05-30 00:00:00 | by dudethis | [ Reply to This ] | |