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Nah, I ain't tryin to look backMy ???? had my mouth full of dryI see a bitch run but I doubt she know whyI doubt she know fireBut I could introduceAll it takes is matches and just a little juiceAll your flow patches Your brains fucked upIt looked like you been thanked too muchYou could think too muchI think too muchIt's why I take it off and be the dog when we fuckIt's wise to take a shower, put powder on your buttThat lines for me do not touchYou could win our years but don't touch the clothes??? throw a pile up ???It's all blurred out aye bitch I can't see yaTurnin shit around, maybe I should leave yaIt's all blurred out aye bitch I can't see yaTurnin things around, baby I should leave ya.Ok, maybe I should goBut where's there to goI walk for half an hourBitch I don't knowI go anywhere, I'm not going homeAnd the headlights in the night look brightI'm done I'm bored I'm sick of this nightLetras de cancionesLet me get the knifeI can't feel it, noI can't feel shitAnd when the sun rises we be watchingTop of the mountain, John boy smokinLong way from the ground sure ain't badGimme a hit of that, lemme hit the crackIt's all blurred out aye bitch I can't see yaTurnin shit around, maybe I should leave yaIt's all blurred out aye bitch I can't see yaTurnin things around, baby I should leave ya.Really nice son, fuck you talkin aboutI turn another page and my brain falls outI'm a city nigga I'm ballin in the streetsI knew your ??? needs a couple ?? in the streetsNow in the wood, still can't sleepMe and my dog lay and wait for weeksMy eyes don't close, he don't bark, I don't speakTry to disappear so the nigga don't easeIt's all blurred out aye bitch I can't see yaTurnin shit around, maybe I should leave yaIt's all blurred out aye bitch I can't see yaTurnin things around, baby I should leave ya.Aye, yeah hey John boy, I know you feel what I'm sayin out thereI know you see motherfuckers, motherfuckers????It's like people say we all gonna dieBut me is different Im not tryin to be aliveI try to get highBaby thats just my desireNow I'm pullin a sheet over my face before I dieIt's all blurred out aye bitch I can't see yaTurnin shit around, maybe I should leave yaIt's all blurred out aye bitch I can't see yaTurnin things around, baby I should leave ya. From Letras Mania