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    Whatever we had goin it sure aint anymore
    Where there used to laughter now theres only pain

    (Verse One)
    I never thought it would end
    Called u my soul mate
    Thought u’d become my wife
    Together forever
    Noone could tell me otherwise
    Now I look back
    Rememberin all those tears from ur eyes
    Those were the three longest yrs of my life
    Had to putem in song
    Should of known that we couldn’t whether the storm
    When u n moms ain’t get along
    How could u b the one
    Or maybe I was in need of ur touch
    Fresh off of a drug addiction
    Maybe I jus needed a crutch
    Inseperable us
    No matter wat looked out for the kid
    I never thought ud want me after the pigs
    My gurl b special
    Both of us was actin confused
    Said we’d have a child together
    So our families would have to approve
    But prior to ur miscarriage
    I wasn’t ready for a kid
    I was only working stock at the wiz
    Its backwards
    I jus wanted to help u
    Couldn’t take u comin to me sayin mouse theres sumthin I gotta tell u
    Sit down


    (Verse Two)
    All I wanted in my better half
    I thought that I found her
    Even tho we argued
    The pussy was the best that I encountered
    I tried to put the BS past me
    So we could live in this same house happy
    But then u stabbed me
    Ambulance ER
    don’t kno wat imma do
    Tube in my dick
    Still all I wanted was u
    Damn my thinking was sick back then
    I left the hospital
    U came home from jail
    We’d b united again
    Bed ridden
    I jus wanted to see u
    But u tryin to leave
    Don’t go angela please I need you
    I aint think u throw it
    See I laugh but u gave me a motive
    Look im sorry but
    I couldn’t control it
    I kno I called u named I promised Id never call u
    But u said sum shit
    Good thing my dawgs got me up off u
    Left me wit a lot of thoughts
    Every other day its somthin new
    Like joey we gotta talk
    This aint working out


    (Verse Three)
    U threw my clothes out the window
    Wat I did
    Throw ur clothes out the window
    How the fuck I end up in jail
    Jus like that
    Ma u actin greasy wit my son
    He aint have to see his dad walk in cuffs like that
    Learnt my lesson
    On one hand u gave me such a beautiful seed
    On the other hand hes used as a weapon
    Y things have to change
    For the worse
    Strach that
    They really changed after birth
    I guess u got wat u wanted
    A bad break ups like murder
    When it comes down to it I kno I put u thru hell
    U gotta kno its vice versus
    We aint gotta hate each other
    I tried to make it work
    I wanted a family
    Not jus a baby mama
    Look the lust was gone
    The trust was gone
    Come to grips with the thought of us is gone
    But its not jus a song
    Im good now u not the only one fed up
    But rather then us talk about it
    I’ll jus write u a letta
    Dear Angie


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