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Black chick, guy
Does it shit, maybe?
I don't know, but yo it phased me
But either way here's one

Of two like that and prevailed
It started way back in the eighth
In the small old town the two both stayed
He came from a family of middle

Where he did he always had to ask
She came from a place was so alone
You know the same old of a broken home
Her momma was an and more like a friend

Had three different kids from different men
And that's the way shit was
Couldn't change it, couldn't it so there it was
Anyway the two on

With the calls notes and so on and so on
And the bullshitin' and whatten'
That day came the two started
All the time you know kids

single day fuckin' like rabbits
Sneakin' out the car he was 15
in the window and fuckin' all night see
Fuckin' lunch in the junior high bathrooms

Drinking and trippin' on mushrooms
His was metal her pussy was a magnet
grade came, I'm pregnant
Shit got frantic and man, oh it was a tough decision

But decided to abort it
It might have been right, it might been wrong
But one thing's for sure, it fucked his head up
is it, who is it, how is it, was it right?

These are the things he thought in bed at
A lot of people might laugh at
But fuck 'em they don't the half of it

Ain't no sunshine you're low, I'm low
People tell me a game, I'm not playin'
Bitches don't shit to me anymore
I taken my blows, I'm still standin'

Now as time on the the two kept on
They seeing each other off and on
See she to the city and you know what happened
chick with a real white accent

Pretty girl in the ghetto go
Yeah, she got by some dope dealin' nigger
Still that other kid on the side
She kept of her thoughts inside

See all the first guy did was love her
While that punk mother fucker used to beat her and her
She was all wild
I think all she wanted was the love of her own child

She asked the first guy to have his
He looked at her she must be crazy
He was makin' records and goin' on
20,000 hip hoppin' on the floor

And all while she sat at home and got macked
If she out of line she got slapped
And then one day she to the Lord to take that guy away
And he did, he got with a loaded gun

And went to jail, but she had his son
Oh and now to do
She had no man, no money, and no
Now the guy came back from tourin'

And she him up early one mornin'
They hooked up her was blown
As he began to her son as his own
And that's a lot of shit to deal man

And if you ain't been there you wouldn't
And people still at this shit
Fuck 'em don't know the half of it

Ain't no when you're low, I'm low
People me life's a game, I'm not playin'
Bitches don't mean shit to me
I have my blows, I'm still standin'

Now for the next year there was good times
A few bad times, mostly good
See he was a ramblin' man to the
He liked women and wine and he loved to

Not like she was any of Saint
See in this story a lot of red paint
But time kept slippin' and her crazy
And she talked about havin' another

The guy was like, oh
We got one now that we can't
But she convinced she could even two
Said I your child or I'm leavin' you

I can't out why then he didn't run
I guess he was to her and her son
All about what to do
That met another guy and was fuckin' him too

Slut, could barely pay her
And then the same old shit, I'm
And if that ain't some shit
The girl didn't know who the father was

And still by her side the first guy
Head gettin' fucked by the day
He stuck it out for nine months I don't why
And then a little girl on the fourth of

Was in the front seat of his car
It was
Kinda a shooting star
He was happy told his and friends

Only to realize later his girl wasn't his
And that him quick
thoughts were in his head real thick
But he found all that out

the same chic another kid popped out
And that shit's real
Girl told him she was takin' the fuckin' pill
She must known all along

The little wasn't his and she was tryin' to latch on
Three different kids three different men
History repeats again
And after more shit got stirred

He that bitch to the curb
And now from her, he's got a little boy that makes him a bit
Huh, And he him
But still you don't know the half of it

Ain't no when you're low, I'm low
tell me life's a game, I'm not playin'
Bitches don't mean to me anymore
I have taken my blows, I'm still

I'm standin'
I'm still
I'm standin'