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Sincerity
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[To the top]
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Lyrics: Mary J. Blige, Kenny "Smoove" Kornegay, Nas, DMX
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Music: Kenny "Smoove" Kornegay & Daryl "88 Keys" Young
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[DMX]
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Uh, Uh
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Now there's two ways we can do this--keep it real or front
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I know you got what I need and I got what you want
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And the hunt for soulmates is all over for us
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We could go away where nobody would know it was us
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Leave behind all the fuss, studios, pictures
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No autographs, just laughs when I'm wit ya
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I know what it's like when they know you now
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But bark at your dog baby, and I'll hold you down
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[Mary]
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Time and time and time again
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I knew that our love had to end
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But now it's gone so very far
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That I can make a brand new start
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I thought that we were meant to be
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Be one big family
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But I was weak and loved you still
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No matter what you did, I could forgive
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All I need is sincerity
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All I need is sincerity
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Thinking 'bout you all the time
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Never seemed to cross my mind
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How you could take the time to kill
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Everything our love had built
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I never knew how you could hide
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Everytime you told a lie
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But now I know why you're so cold
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But I don't understand
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Now that you set me free
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I truly think that we
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Could find love separately
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I need sincerity
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One thing I'm not as weak
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I'll always stand alone But my heart is not made of stone
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So I'll go on
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All I need is sincerity
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All I need is sincerity
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Oh, oh, oh
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[Nas]
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Chipped tooth don
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Nasty, blue ice timbs on
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Screw face, half moon part, my tattoos dark
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On a scale of tough criminals, nothin to call me
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I'm a rare individual, young and I'm bossy
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Guees it come from a rough life, cuffed at night
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Lettin' off hot lead that bust from iron pipes
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I'm the type that have to shed blood
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Pray to the ghost of dead thugs, dead blocks that spread drugs
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Fled from the cops 'till when my first joint dropped
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I'm still wit my hood, Hollow Point still in the glock
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But I've been shitted on by these high class hoes
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Even these chickens did me wrong, I was just gettin' on
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So I turned cold, givin 'em hard dick and straight to the hole
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Like Rod Strickland, it was takin' it's toll
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I needed someone I could hold in my darkest hour
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A strong couple is a blessing and the heart is the power
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Give me someone I could trust, not just a hotty to bone
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Does she love Escobar, or love Nasir Jones?
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Let me know so I could cop her the stones
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What's clear to me, it's sincerity
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Somebody I could call my own
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All I need is sincerity
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Sincerity
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| Mary J. Blige |
