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May 10, 2011
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You just wanted me to trust you, but I can’t trust you, cause you don’t deserve it
And I don’t get why, you’re like this, I guess it’s, how you are
You sly dog, using tricky dialogue to ensure
No one witnesses your actions, which are so impure
So you can stir it in your cauldron, making a foreign mixture
It’s the fixture in your lightbulb, where’s the off and on switch at
Its been in those places a few too many times, your going wick wack
You need your senses back, intact, in fact I’ll hand em too you
then your son gets whiplash
Im havin fun, it’s a blast
- I’ve spun you around so fast
And you wound up on my finger!
Don’t treat me less as a human being or
I will say things clear, fear is near when I disappear
Must be a muthaf*** in monstahhh
That’ll hauntchyaaa
But I only appear in the daytime
Cause night time is mine, its prime
If im supposed to shine
Or wine n dine with desert
I’ve earned for showing your worth, its perfect
you put yourself up on this pedastool, you fool
all I gotta do is duel it out
with the information I’ve found
sorry to keep you waitin till now
I hope I’ve made you proud
v2
Now I can’t go calling you out, claiming you’re fake
Unless I take the time to explain with no lyin
Why you’re dyin all inside, and trying to keep providing
Information to this date, I should respect your rules
But you don’t know how I was raised
I hear your secrets, not so much as phased by them
Compared to your demand while holding out your hand
What, you want this f*** ing blunt?
It’s not smoked inside your house, maybe rolled, but figure out
Your rules before you try to impose them on me
When you disposed of them even prior to having this damn conflict
Man I’m just ticked off, cause you’re causing me problems
If I liked dudes, I’d probably leisurely be with Kevin
But I don’t, so those gay remarks can get to steppin
I stay reppin, who I am, under a few unknown pretenses
Some know, these senses, their consensus will sentence
The doom to people like you, take a broom and sweep you,
Past due payments are ordered in, don’t make me call you out again
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