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Put some good highway miles on the Cherokee Jeep
Take it to South Street
Stare at the freaks
Blaring my beats
And free-styling, I don't care who's eyeing me up
They're all silent
With the windows up
They're all quiet
Damn near ten years
Since we locked lips
I feel like that was my last kiss
Because I been half-hearted, everything, ever since
Hindsight shows evidence I might have been a bit sick
So I turned out more innocent chicks
Than legitimate pimps
I'm not lying when I tell them I'm not trying to be in it
For the long term
Some understand and some never learn
I'm no lady k**er
I just happy taking my turn
Except for this girl
She's not perfect by any stretch
But I can't reach the pedestal to try and topple the b**h
So there she sits
Idolized out of her league
It's all too obvious after the fact
Why she would up and leave my a**
Had enough mental issues for psychology cla**
And a tight grasp
Choking baby girl to her last
Guess I wasn't man enough to stand up face facts
Now I'm sitting back on the past
And if I saw her in the street I'd probably walk on past
'Cause she don't know me from a stranger anymore
The J. Moore she fell for is no more
But she may like this hip-hop, Off Top, 12-bit lifestyle I'm on
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I became We became I
It was in a dream the last time I saw dark green eyes that were like mine
I was too young to hold on
A fading memory that I've chased for so long
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Now I'm an adult
I got faults, but I don't weep
I got solids, liquids, and ga**es that help me go to sleep
Who's got the container?
I got some currency
I could trade ya
Write a sad, sick, stalker poem to a tenth grader
I'm losing sleep on it, even ten years later
This goes beyond pathetic, this is psychotic behavior
Yeah I moved on, but I moved back
I don't know why
I guess a happy memory for me
Beats being empty, tearing out my insides
That was last time I ever cried
Even when my grandmom died
'Cause it's '97, and I'm college-bound
To a school that I don't want
Mom's promises were a front
And dad is a sociopath
Pulling my strings
Never took a chance
Never didn't pa**
Took a suicide jump from the top of my cla**
But I bounced off the pavement with a head full of raps
And spent the next couple of years perfecting my craft
Kept it from the people who would get in my path
Til I came out so raw that I scared them cats
First I would create it, then I'd murder a track
Then something went and pulled me back
Maybe I just never found anything as good
Because I made myself believe I never would
Never felt so high or low again as far as I recall
Truth is, I never really felt again at all
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I became We became I
It was in a dream the last time I saw dark green eyes that were like mine
I was too young to hold on
A fading memory that I've chased for so long