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Shape Of Her Eyes
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It's the Shape Of Her Eyes that has me always coming back
love hiphop real the truth rjb
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Real Hip-Hop, Real Life, Real Inspiration, REAL EVERYTHING...RJB
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Peak #2,757
Peak in subgenre #303
Author
RJB
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GTP Productions
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June 03, 2009
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MP3 3.4 MB 128 kbps 3:42
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Heres another one you haters got me gunning son sippin on that red rum, there goes a dead one/ they hate the swag, the style...your whole profile pull a Romeo, poison in the glass vial/ whats real, imagination taking over me even though Im sober, seems mirrors dont notice me/ I aint even holding, Im just folding on the seventh sea No more of these drugs ever gonna take ahold of me/ 6 months, locked upmind got a fresh pave Im checking everything like Im in a Chess game/ Gonna spit, gonna rip if they needa hit See the talk, like I only read a lip/ U need a lift, Im a helping hand, always stand Fell to many times, so I finally picked another plan/ Understand, if u comprehend, need oxygen suffocating, claustrophobic like they boxing in/ look into her face, eyes tell the whole story searching glory, heres my mindstate, picture gory/ my whole life surely, I was living in a cell internally locked up, hard to break outer shell/ outta hell, told God done living stiff like I didn't exist, I just couldn't resist/ they just had to insist, that Im morally rich so I picked his Word up, now Im verbally sick/ my track is the doctor, these patients off the rocker soul stored away, placed in 21's Locker/ no debating, inflating cuz the worlds instigating they wanna see it rot now u know this information/ but now acting deaf now conveying closed ears zipped up your lips and u bottled up your fears/ we try to run away but the facts always follow us its time we face the world cuz its only god who judging us/ Im looking at her, faded in my memory where she go, had the perfect remedy/ known strategy, now she mad at me and all Im thinking, what a sweet tragedy/ the world cold, Im frozen like a sculpture all my enemies surrouding like a vulture/ pop culture it seems we lost ourselves are we searching, guess we cursed ourselves/ Im looking at her, faded in my memory where she go, had the perfect remedy/ known strategy, now she mad at me and all Im thinking, what a sweet tragedy/ held her tight, could I ever let her know I guess not, it seems I just let her go//
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