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Loving you is

I place blame when you
Place shame you steal
Feel like you shit
Feel like you don't feel, in yourself
Breakin' on floors
anonymous strangers tellin' me that I'm yours
But you ain't shit I'm convinced your talent's nothin'
can I blame him for
Nigga I can several
had stopped with your little sister bakin'
A inside, just a teenager where's your patience
was your antennas
Where was the you speak of
You preached in front of 100,000 but reached her
I fuckin' tell you, you fuckin' failure you no leader
I never liked you, forever you I don't need you
The world don't you, don't let them deceive you
Numbers lie too, fuck your pride too, that's for
Thought money would you, made you more complacent
I fuckin' hate you, I you embrace it

I swear loving you is
Loving you is

Lovin' you, you, not lovin' you, one hundred proof
I can feel you vibin', recognize your ashamed of me
Yes I you too

keeping
¡Abre la puerta! ¡Abre la puerta que limpiar el cuarto!
¡Es que no hay mucho tiempo tengo que el cuarto¡
!Disculpe!

Are you the why mama and them leavin'
No you shit, you say you love them, I know you don't mean it
I know irresponsible, selfish, in denial, can't help it
trials and tribulations a burden, everyone felt it
Everyone heard it, multiple shots, corners out
You was deserted, where was your antennas
Where was your presence, was your support that you pretend?
You ain't no brother, you no disciple, you ain't no friend
A friend leave Compton for profit or leave his best friend
brother, you promised you'd watch him before they shot him
Where was your antennas, on the road, bottles and
You faced the one time, that's unforgiven
You even faced time instead of a visit
You should thought he recover, well
The surgery couldn't stop the bleeding for
he died, God himself will say "you fuckin' failed"
You try

I your secrets nigga
Mood swings is nigga
I know depression is restin' on your heart for two reasons
I know you and a couple block boys been speakin' nigga
Y'all damn near beefin', I seen it and the reason nigga
And if this bottle could talk I cry to sleep
Bitch everything is fault
Faults breakin' to pieces, on every weekend
Because you shook as soon as you confinement was needed
I your secrets
Don't let me them to the world about that shit you thinkin'
And that you I'm bout to hurl
I'm up, but I'm not as fucked up as you
You just can't get right, I think your heart of bullet proof
Shoulda yo ass a long time ago
You shoulda filled that black revolver blast a long ago
And if those mirrors could talk it would say "you go"
And if I told your
The world'll know money can't a suicidal weakness