never mistake my kindness, w/ your weak game.
Bitchez like u give womyn like me a bad name
im tired of u getting away w/ murder.
If this breezy dont chill ya'll ima have to hurt her
ever since u crossed my path, my lyfe has changed
i am addicted like truth
letting raw reality run through my veins
on that sunny day, i never thought..
i'd c so much fuckin rain
but now above all i realize
truth often isnt what it seems
dont always believe in trusting eyes
b/c even they 2 kan decieve
nothing is always what it seems
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