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| Tech N9ne Miscellaneous I Can Feel It I missed you so much, I followed you today, you keep stayin' out all night, and that ain't the way, to keep a happy home so i'm strappin' up with crome, telescopes with binoculours fuck (fuck) thinkin 'bout knocking ya. Its apparent i'm a be a single parent, so i'm hopin' that a snake ass ways are not inherent, To my baby boy, daddy's little angel when I repave the drive way that's where your remains go. So I can always have you near my dear and the fool you fuckin, has no idear. Your brainiac, maniac, widower, ex-husband to be. Goin' buy me a pontoon with the insurance policy. Man, sprinkle your teeth on the sea-shore act so natural and put up a 50 thousand dollar reward, yup, you fizz and he's yours and (trick) you motherfuckers don't know who y'all fuckin' with. Play with matchs, you might get fire, Play with emotions, there's tears in ya eyes, Playin' with love and fo sho ya gonna die, Shit's so broken I can feel it. I can feel it when my man cheats, it's a women's intuition and when you mess with dogs...dogs go in heat. Creepin' on different days and different hours of the week, a beautiful lie that got my heart caught up in heat. I'm burnin'...burnin' for revenge my hands clinched with my emotions is takin' over the physically hurtin' you again, watchin' your crib, watchin' who comes through for you, got me runnin' around like a psycho chick too. I'm seein' if ya lies really adds up to the truth, I wanna know this girl who shares as special part of you homie, hopin' you understand you takin' a chance between love and hate expect the unexpected from the game. You made your bed now lie in it, that's the seed that you planted so you reapin what is naturally god given, what goes around comes around, what can i say, cause when the rain comes, know i'm gonna run away (ae ae ae) Play with matchs, you might get fire, Play with emotions, there's tears in ya eyes, Playin' with love and fo sho ya gonna die, Shit's so broken I can feel it. Im talkin' about, years... years of fidelity, but what happens when jealousy, enters to make her yell at me, tempers flair and we fail to rewind it and lookin' for hell and we, find it, fallin', rappin', lead no time no rewinding. It's a neva ending cycle, when people choose to be spiteful', trifilin', loosin', lovin' and a stinch of cheetin' is stiflin', life's been excitin' when wifein' 'em, no more now ya fightin 'em, women can be the shit when you wipin' 'em. Now its rotten, relationship trust is forgotten, and the nigga you found creepin' with her is softer than cotton, caution she get it popin' when ya city-to-city hoppin', extra activities stoppin' you bitch can be whoppin'. Some might want a lose it and put a slug in his brain, One in hers then yourself, got 3 people slain. Tecca Nina can't live with the pain, that's why I say, "Imma playa motherfucker and I bet I never change". Play with matchs, you might get fire, Play with emotions, there's tears in ya eyes, Playin' with love and fo sho ya gonna die, Shit's so broken I can feel it. Play with matchs, you might get fire, Play with emotions, there's tears in ya eyes, Playin' with love and fo sho ya gonna die, Shit's so broken I can feel it. |
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