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(feat. Rakim) [Verse 1: Truth Hurts] |
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He breaks, me down, he builds, me up |
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He fills, my cup, |
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I like, it rough |
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We fuss, we brawl, we rise, we fall |
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He comes, in late, but it's, ok |
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He do, I do, he knows, the rules |
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He takes care of home, though he's not alone |
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I'm on, his knee, he keeps, me clean |
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And gives, me things, he makes, me scream [Chorus: Truth Hurts] |
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He's so contagious, he turns my pages |
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He's got me anxious, he's what |
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I've waited for |
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He keeps me guessin, spontaneous |
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He's so persuasive, and |
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I'm his lady [Verse 2: Truth Hurts] |
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Oh! Tonight he's waitin, and |
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I ain't complainin |
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I'm entertainin, for my number one fan |
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My back is achin, from our love makin |
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Oh yes I'm taken, ain't no use in fakin |
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My ups, my downs, my high and my lows |
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From head to toe, he makes me glow |
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He hits the spot, he makes me hot |
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I'm all that he's got, and he's all that |
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I got [Verse 3: Rakim] |
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Thinkin of a masterplan, you know anything you need baby ask your man |
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You was there from a half a grand |
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Now it's kelos to c notes and how fast your grands |
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We ball like we own the world, your only concern is you my only girl |
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And when we speakin in tongues |
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Breathin hard when |
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I'm squeezin your lungs |
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Keep it strong, but |
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I gotta hit the streets when |
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I'm done It's joy and pain, when you try to get ahead of the game |
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It's ****ed up but you never complain |
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You just pray |
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I don't get killed when |
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I hit the hood |
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Just another hundred mill and |
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I'm a quit for good |
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No more drug wars trips to jail and shootouts |
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Gettin loot out for lawyers and bail will get you boot out |
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Just me and you high off sex |
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I'm twisted |
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You OG'd and you |
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OD addicted [Chorus: Truth Hurts] |
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He's so contagious, he turns my pages |
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He's got me anxious, he's what |
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I waited for |
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He keeps me guessin, spontaneous |
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He's so persuasive, and |
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I'm his lady |