Themba Ntaka - I used to love Hear lyrics

[Verse 1: Themba Ntaka] Shrouded in the smoke of the Marlboro Full of sorrow Thinking about kissing Kate Barlow She's teasing But none of my family's grieving Crows they chose to show as Doves to the funeral Razor sharp remarks Corrosive counterpart But dropped all facades to get closer to God To be vague My style is that of the virgin page To let your mind fill in as the verse gets laid I spread love like the n***as of the Old City Stop and smell the violets; Look out the window you can see the riots Tactician with a sewing pin as an acumen They hide like the words of an acronym The rules apply to the ball players and to those benched They always have; They've always been I was pouring out beer thinking what spilled could fill a gla** cup That would've had me f**ed up