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Loving you is

I blame when you still
Place shame you steal
like you ain't shit
Feel you don't feel, confidence in yourself
Breakin' on marble
Watchin' anonymous tellin' me that I'm yours
But you ain't shit I'm convinced your nothin' special
What can I him for
I can name several
Situation had stopped with your sister bakin'
A baby inside, just a where's your patience
Where was your
was the influence you speak of
You preached in of 100,000 but never reached her
I tell you, you fuckin' failure you ain't no leader
I never liked you, forever despise you I need you
The world don't need you, let them deceive you
lie too, fuck your pride too, that's for dedication
Thought would change you, made you more complacent
I fuckin' hate you, I hope you it

I swear loving you is
Loving you is

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

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

Are you the why mama and them leavin'
No you ain't shit, you say you love them, I know you don't it
I know you're irresponsible, selfish, in denial, help it
Your trials and a burden, everyone felt it
Everyone it, multiple shots, corners cryin' out
You was deserted, was your antennas again?
Where was presence, where was your support that you pretend?
You ain't no brother, you ain't no disciple, you 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 antennas, on the road, bottles and bitches
You time the one time, that's unforgiven
You faced time instead of a hospital visit
You thought he would recover, well
The surgery stop the bleeding for real
he died, God himself will say "you fuckin' failed"
You try

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