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Qualmes
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Unborn Queen
She's my most priced possession,
Most intimate lesson,
For you I need no substance to run a big me.
Offspring a king, king
You're my future queen, queen!
A man's first resort to grow up as a human being
You hold my name, my name
And you help me grow, grow
It's gonna be times when I fly away, I'm on that road!
And you feel alone, but I'm coming home
Cause you're far too precious to ever be dumb wrong
And you'll be separated living in another house
And you'll' the grip seeing your mother with another spouse
And I'll be there for, everybody's cool, not an open house
Trust me, baby girl, we gonna figure this out!
I promise, you're thinking' I'mma make these ends
Even if I gotta give in and move in to a whole new residence
Even if I gotta give up everything I gave up, everything else I fought
What goes around, comes around, and I'm fine'
I promise, you ain't follow the road your mother did
You'll never move too fast up this brash,
Moving in to any stranger's crib.
You'll meet all types of man, saying they know your best interest
No, that's the sexual incent
Incest and slow dance, after after-school program
He'll use hands and wordplay to break the defense of mechanism
That's just men and what men do
I don't think I put game on minds
Get the lil nigga with a story,
Life's gonna play it, when I wonder why.
Gotta die and the doctors living a lie
Gotta starve as a pup, before you get a wolf's appetite
Gotta keep you from my own worst enemies
Which is me!
Kill a man with my bare hands
If you posses any of my qualities.
Gotta die and the doctors living a lie
Gotta starve as a pup, before you get a wolf's appetite
Gotta keep you from my own worst enemies
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Which is me!
Kill a man with my bare hands
If you posses any of my qualities.
We used to talk about your' linger
That's back when I was a dope dealer
I couldn't stay sober to save my life
But that was my death in the dark
' my life in the light
You're no man's type
Couldn't even phantom some of the messages your mother typed
You settle and ready, my heart happy
Cold pebble in that old school Chevy.
.. do it before I hit the ' happy on my mind
I don't wanna lose it,
Should have swallow my pride
Went out of my mind with my two lips
Now he's gone! Your grandmother gone
Bullshit's strong!
Bitches do every phone-call
Between me and your mom
For the' she say
Someone else gonna play daddy
Destructing my'
She'll try to put you down right into a new valley
Let it go, let a nigga be happy and live in a flow
Best two got flow!
But you hate that shit, so you fake that shit,
Can't take that shit!
And I know certain words from the hate that quick
And that makes you sick!
Let got of your past and now'
Take your own venomous soul out of the grass, mate!
I ' voice mail for the spike, got me pouring up dirty spike
Double cup conscious, got me honest
I broke somebody tonight!
Queen!
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