I told u

I told you all this shit was going to happen. You said you would fix it but you just laughin I beg you to stop all this hit  from happening my head bobs around on its own it doesn't even matter what I'm slappin.

Then you wanted to make me someone that can make you scream yep then you made me your personal own sex machine, then you started to wonder the eye who's at my bed oh man not that guy. 

So you say it's time for me to go, man what did you have to go and become a hoe, you is it just one big show I'd ask you that I'm sick of hearing lies don't want to hear him no moe.

I restrain myself from this feeling I was trained my thoughts from all the people I should be killing I guess you can call me Looney tunes I guess I'll go out and park at the Moon. 

So bye bye later I'm out this bitch. Trust me you ain't rich or getting rich. You probably going to end up like me in a ditch somewhere in there matrix there must have been a glitch. 

So we meet each other today so we break each other with betrayed hundreds of times I say I love you hundreds of times you wished me away.

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