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Genre
Charts
Peak #5,853
Peak in subgenre #3,264
Author
Dottie24
Rights
Dottie24 *2004*
Uploaded
May 09, 2004
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MP3 3.6 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
Some Stuff Between My Identity
Lyrics
Times is hard and things are gettin hecktic
Dont mean Shawty godda go get all Contraceptic
Homie oudda town, and Niggas Jus tryna smash
And You a female that love the sound of cash
Shyd Worst thing u could do is lie to a brotha
And I Said i love you girl, you and no otha
This shyd hurt my soul, feel like im ready to die
But Ima man that'll shed blood Before he cry
Tell me im dreamin B, this shyd don seem real
You know when my temper go up, im murky at will
Egregorous attitude, illegally license to kill
Fuck you doin Girl, I Love you still
But Trust, ehh we sittin kinda shake'E
And I Know Its niggas out there that str8 hate me
But i eat Beef up, you know to me its tasty
At one time girl u said no one can replace me
You My Strength, up, down n overall comfort
But who coulda guess you would let a nigga insert
Himself into ya home, and caress ya thighs
All im thinkin is Chicken runnin, tellin lies
No Place to call home, no where to remain calm
Hidin in hidden shelters underground like saddaam
What the fuck girl, how could do this to me
Its Been a Year and a Half, why do this to me
Questions are only thoughts inside my head
I dont wanna bring up topic, cuz the shyd is dead
No More Lies ya hear, But Rumors are spread
Immediate thought, Dru Hill, SOmebody sleepin in my bed
Gassed up, and angry let it all go to my head
So Im Like fuck it...jus let it go instead
Druggin myself up, steady poppin sudafed
And Our Relationship, i assume its dead
First words you spoke didnt tell it all
Now Im Like... thats not so bad at all
Den you come back wid he playin widd ya pussy
And what else Yo, was he grabbin on ya tushy
Then you got quiet, emotional and mushy
Im on the edge girl, Niggas been done pushed me
I dont seem to understand how i could forgive
Thinkin bout it make me wanna put somethin in his ribs
Second thought, You was the Chicken that was Sleepin
Cant Believe you yo, After all-that i was misconcieved den
And You talkin bout...is we gon meet up this weekend
Hold up Yo...wasnt your ass jus creepin
Ready to crawl back into my arms like nothin happen
Better grab a couple tissues and fresh napkins
Like Monica Trick... Im So Gone
Leavin you now...you so torn
But I Love You...And Ima give it a go
You Mean So Much...Dont reply in No
Im Sorry for this Emotion i expressed
And Ima be around...and do my best
I Love You! You Above the Rest
