i've done enough thinking for a while.. so now, lyrics.. and now im on rap, cuz im still trying that open mind thing.
Sweatin me but I'm not your type
You think you irk me and you're so right
I'd rather keep the trash and throw you out
Stupid bitch in my beach house
Naw I ain't gone go and act a fool
And be lead story on the nigga news
Not me sucher
I'll never be your lover
I'm gonna make you suffer
You stupid mutherf*cker
Oh, who you give it to
Who you gonna steal it from
Who's your next victim
Oh, who you gonna lie to
Who you gonna cheat on
Who you gonna leave alone
Oh, what ya gonna tell her
After she discovers
You don't really love her
Oh, gonna be a showdown
Knock down - drag out
Gunslinger shoot 'em up. . ..
I betcha think this song is about you.
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every once in a while i forget my place in the world.. but the problems only arise once i remember... yeah. i'll look back on this and laugh. just not today. ugh...it's too easy to get mixed up in a moment, lose your sense, and never lose enough feeling to regain it... wow. all this "dramatic" bs.
some people (coughthinkfarmersdogcough) need to seriously have some sense whacked into em.