[Chorus:]
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She abandoned me
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She don't live here anymore
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Now the pain is gone
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I'm moving on
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I'm so glad to see
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She don't live here anymore
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And all I have is love
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To keep me strong
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The smell of coke and the, feel of rope
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She reminded me of what could of been
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She used to ease the rage by, taking a blade
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And pushing til' the blood soaked her skin
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And any means to, stop the dreams
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Memories playing over in her mind
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There was no escape, she was reliving rape
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And lost and hurt and all kinds...
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Growing as a young girl, in a home of much abuse
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Growing as a young child, where pain replaced the truth
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Growing as a young girl, where love was known as hurt
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Growing as a young child, she was made to feel she had no worth
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[Repeat Chorus]
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Cancer ate the hair from mama's head, 4 infants dead
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Never could she see past the misery
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All alone in the broken home
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Grief overwhelming their history
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And means to, stop the dreams
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They hurt so loud
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They couldn't hear her cries
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No escape filled with so much hate
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she screamed to god almost every night
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Growing as a young girl, in a home of much abuse
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Growing as a young child, where pain replaced the truth
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Growing as a young girl, where love was known as hurt
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Growing as a young child, she was made to feel she had no worth
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[Repeat Chorus]
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[Chink Santana's Verse:]
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Mama forgive us for lying
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Just trying to make it through the struggle
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Forgive us for dying
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We never meant to cause trouble
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And I know it was hard
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When every time you'd give your heart
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It gets battered and scared
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Now you mad at the lord
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Daddy show us the way
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I know it gotta be another
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Convinces for something
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Replace the tricking and cussing
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With some kissing and hugging
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Erase the visions when you sasso
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Are you hitting his mother
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How the f**k could you love her
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And its all that you taught us
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I had to break a nigga, face a nigga
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If you f**k with my daughter
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Heaven and hell
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I swim and balling an ocean to water
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I wouldn't rest 'till I called him
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But then, I looked in the mirror
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And his face got clear enough
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How could we love him when we causing him pain
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Shorty remind me of my momma
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Saying daddy you've changed
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Don't want my daughters thinking
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Crazy with range
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Niggas was cool cause the way they was raised
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So I'm turning the page
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And I'm sorry for the pain my black queen
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We had the truth rearranged my black queen
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And you so precious girl
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The lord will guide you
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Once you recognize the diamond inside you
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Shorty you can move on
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[Repeat Chorus]
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She Don't Live Here Anymore
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Ms. Dynamite |