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(Nicki Speakinq]; This Is The Autobioqraphy Of Nicki Minaj |
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[Chorus:] |
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May The Lord Protect Me As The World Gets Hectic |
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My Voice Projected My Life Reflected |
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May The Lord Protect Me As The World Gets Hectic. |
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My Voice Projected, My Life Reflected. |
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[Verse 1:] |
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Daddy Was A Crack Fiend. Two In The Morning Had Us Runnin' Down The Block Like A Track Team. |
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When He Burned The House Down And My Mother Was In It, How Could I Forqet It, The Pain Was Infinite. |
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She's My Queen And I Ain't Even British. She's The Only Reason That I Went To School And I Finished. |
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She Told Me That I Had Talent, Got On Her Knees And Prayed For Me When I Started Being Violent. She |
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Saw Something In Me That, Til This Day I Don't Know If I Could Be That. But I'ma Die Trying. And When I'm Done |
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Crying, Grab The Iron , Black Out Like I'm Retiring. NightMares Of Yu Killing My Mother, |
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The Reason That I Sleep With My Head Under The Covers. And They Shoulda Thrown The Book At You, |
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Cause I Hate You So Much That It Burn When I Look At You. |
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[Chorus: x2] |
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May The Lord Protect Me As The World Gets Hectic, My Voice Projected, My Life Reflected. |
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[Verse 2:] |
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Damn I Wanna Run To You |
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Hold You & Kiss You & Tell You How I Miss You. |
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Thought I Would Have A Son for You |
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But Now It's Official It's Over And I Can't Let You Go |
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But I Gotta Let You Know, All The Sh*t I Did Make Me Feel |
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Like I'm Dying Real Slow. Cause No One Understands Me, |
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They Don't Know What To Do, When I'm Hurt, When I'm Angry. |
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You Was My Friend, And My Man And My Daddy. |
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You Was There When That chick Tried To Stab Me. |
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Anything I Ever Needed, Knew You Had Me |
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Cause Of You, All Them Chicks Couldn't Stand Me. |
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So Why Hurt You? That's The Question. Took |
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This Long For Me To Learn My Lesson. |
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Cause Now All I Want Is Peace, Forget Drama, |
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I Finally Understand The True Meaning Of Karma. |
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[Chorus: x2] |
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May The Lord Protect Me As The World Gets Hectic, My Voice Projected, My Life Reflected. |
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[Verse 2:] |
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Baby Please Forgive Me. Mommy Was Young, Mommy Was Too Busy |
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Tryna Have Fun, But Now I Pat Myself On The Back, For Sending You Back |
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Cause God Knows I Was Better Than That. To Conceive You Then Leave |
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You, The Concept Alone Seems Evil I'm Trapped In My Conscious. |
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I Adhere To The Nonsense Listening To People Who Told Me I Wasn't |
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Ready For You. But How The hell Would They Know What I Was Ready To Do? |
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And Of Course It Wasn't Your Fault, I Could Feel You In The Air, I Hear You |
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Saying 'Mommy Don't Cry Can't You See I'm Right Here?' |
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I gotta Let You Know What You Mean To Me. |
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When I'm Sleep, I Could See You In My Dreams With Me |
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Wish I Could Touch Your Little Face And Hold Ya Little Hand |
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If It's Part Of God's Plan Maybe We Can Meet Again |
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[Chorus: x2] |
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May The Lord Protect Me As The World Gets Hectic, My Voice Projected, My Life Reflected. |
