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Loving you is

I place blame you still
Place shame you steal
Feel you ain't shit
Feel like you don't feel, in yourself
on marble floors
Watchin' anonymous tellin' me that I'm yours
But you ain't shit I'm convinced your talent's nothin'
What can I him for
I can name several
Situation had with your little sister bakin'
A baby inside, just a where's your patience
Where was your
was the influence you speak of
You in front of 100,000 but never reached her
I fuckin' you, you fuckin' failure you ain't no leader
I never liked you, despise you I don't need you
The world don't need you, don't let them you
Numbers lie too, fuck your pride too, that's for
Thought money change you, made you more complacent
I fuckin' hate you, I you embrace it

I swear loving you is
Loving you is

you, lovin' you, not lovin' you, one hundred proof
I can feel you vibin', recognize your ashamed of me
Yes I you too

House
¡Abre la puerta! ¡Abre la puerta que limpiar el cuarto!
que no hay mucho tiempo tengo que limpiar el cuarto¡
!Disculpe!

Are you the reason why and them leavin'
No you ain't shit, you say you love them, I know you don't it
I you're irresponsible, selfish, in denial, can't help it
Your trials and a burden, everyone felt it
Everyone it, multiple shots, corners cryin' out
You was deserted, where was your again?
Where was your presence, where was your support you pretend?
You no brother, you ain't no disciple, you ain't no friend
A friend never leave Compton for or leave his best friend
brother, you promised you'd watch him before they shot him
Where was your antennas, on the road, and bitches
You faced time the one time, that's
You even time instead of a hospital visit
You should thought he would recover,
The surgery couldn't the bleeding for real
Then he died, God himself say "you fuckin' failed"
You try

I know secrets nigga
Mood swings is nigga
I know depression is on your heart for two reasons nigga
I know you and a block boys ain't been speakin' nigga
damn near beefin', I seen it and your the reason nigga
And if this bottle talk I cry myself to sleep
Bitch everything is fault
Faults to pieces, earthquakes on every weekend
you shook as soon as you knew confinement was needed
I know your
Don't let me tell them to the world that shit you thinkin'
And that time you I'm bout to
I'm up, but I'm not as fucked up as you
You just can't get right, I think your heart of bullet proof
Shoulda killed yo ass a time ago
You shoulda filled that black revolver blast a long ago
And if those mirrors could talk it say "you gotta go"
And if I told secrets
The world'll know money stop a suicidal weakness