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Love comes and goes" (2X)
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I saw ya the day before your death before you took your last breath
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How many of my real niggaz are still left?
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A lot got killed and filled a wooden box
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and went out like ?docks?
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I can picture when you went down just like a ?becks?
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Here one day and gone the next
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We all make mistakes and these are the breaks
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but I'm sick and tired of goin to wakes
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and seein an end, to my friend
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So we kicked it to the L to get some brew and gin
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Nobody said nothin everyone was pissed
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as we got drunk and reminisced
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At your funeral, your head we kissed
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Didn't go to the burial, but you'll be missed
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That's if you didn't know, from your true friends and not your foes
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Cause love comes and goes
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"Love, comes and goes" (4X)
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Now my man, he never had no problems
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but he got killed, when niggaz tried to rob him
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Because they knew when they did it, they couldn't get away with it
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So they killed him, took the dough and split it
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Thinkin about the money, and not his four kids
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A couple got caught, and now they're doin bids
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Loot is worth more than a life, cause niggaz livin trife
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My man had four kids, and a wife
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Now the kids don't have a father and the wife don't have a husband
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because when, you did what you did
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the future of his kids may fall down...
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... cause he ain't around
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I went to his funeral, thinkin maybe soon it will be me
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cause Boston got a lot of jealousy
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A lot of people just can't take it when another brother makes it
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When he makes it, that's when they wanna take it
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But there's one thing I know...
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... love comes and goes
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"Love, comes and goes" (4X)
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The most I remember of you, is in the pictures
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You were my pops and I won't forget ya
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I wish you coulda been there, to see me grow up
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Come up like throw up, and blow up, as an entertainer
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I think you woulda been proud
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to see me at a show, and move the crowd
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Your best friend, shot you over five dollars, that ain't right
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The money mattered, and not the life
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I wonder what you woulda told me, to get a girl and lay her
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cause my moms told me you were a player
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They tell me I'm your spittin image, from the line of scrimmage
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but you was wild unlike my mother I'm timid
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God works in different ways and it shows
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And everybody knows love comes and goes
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"Love, comes and goes" (repeat to fade)
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Love Comes And Goes
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| Ed O.G. & Da Bulldogs |
