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Bad Books You Wouldn T Have To Ask

all the bullshit, and the stories you create. I didn't ask to be a game for you to play with. Didn't ask for anything in return that wouldn't, be asked

caught you) You coulda stopped by, you got me hurting inside You shoulda never lied Bye (Bye) You shouldn't have kept that trick on the side You think you bad

you were a bad boy then you die West side outlawz when we ride, get me high They fucked up when the rob me Put another contract on Mobb Deep If you

go 'cause I thought that you were my baby Girl, you can't trick me nor can you stick me You try to play slickly, said you strictly dickly But you and your friends, you

And playgirl's gonna rip and I'ma have to rip shit Go for yours 'cuz you gotta, in the ghetto You don't get a medal if you settle for the drama She's

a knife and a president Well, would you like to look at Madonna?s book on sex? Or would you rather Alex Haley?s book on Malcolm X? Their fuckin? with

world in her bare hands You'll fall in love you'll have no choice Once you are given a fair chance For the first time you will sleep well Take a deep

with out you And I promise that I'll never say another bad word about you I thought I saw you yesterday, But I know it wasn't you, cause you

Look, if you have one God And one offer of eternity That exceeds everything you ve ever wanted With one opponent Would you ask for it? Or just let it