Jus’ A Pawn
I got so much hate for you; I’m at wit’s end
Every time I see you, my middle finger extends
All I ever wanted to do was love you girl
You done hardened my heart, now all I want to do is hurl---Bullets
I got so much hate for you its stress’s me out
If I could get away with murder, your brain would be hang’n out---BANG
You did me so wrong it’s a cryin' shame
But I was blinded by love I couldn’t see that I was Jus’ A Pawn in your game
Probed by the Feds
Docs got me on meds
They got their ears paused to listen
Jus’ in case you came up missin'
People think I’m schiz
When you’re the one that’s full of shit
But I’m gone get a grip
And shut my lips
Cuz I don’t want to flip
Over a piece of shit like you
So here’s what I’m gone do
I'm gone let my pen flow
Let your tired ass go
So I can get back to being calm, cool and collect’d
All this hate I got for you has been correct’d
I’m gone put away the verbal gun
In honor of my son
This madness? I put a fork in it…..It is done
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