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I want to touch your heart, steal your soul
butt-necked in frigid cold
I want to get inside your head
pour out memories of me like how you bled
when you got a lil paper cut when
you wrote me a love letter; askin to start over again
My wildest dream, a tickled fantacy
sickening how it aint damn reality
my mind goes blank
when my patnas call you skank
thought they were lies
out the mouth of jelous toys
until I caught it with my own eyes
I shoulda never douted my boys
I aint mad; far from trippin
game reconize game; you caught me slippin....
I want every ex-girlfriend to step up single file
so I can watch you look pretty for a while
maybe it's harder for some than others
but regardless you all could've been my seed's mother
and you threw it away for one reason or another
and to all of my former lovers
I want you to remember me fondly
good old Trinity
not the nigga y'all had 2 do dirty...
I really didn't know the kinda direction this would take until I started
writin it... it's just some off the top stuff I felt like workin thru my
system...thanks 4 peepin yall
ONELOVE
Trinity