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We look at death from a selfish side, like, you know, that guy died, I was so sad, but
I was saying, he's away from all this bad stuff that's on earth, he's, I mean, at the
worst, he's just somewhere quiet, you know, nothing
At best, he's an angel, or he's at the next existence, or he's a spirit somewhere, you know
What is so bad about that
It's only bad for the people who he left, because you guys are mad, that's like some
crab in a bucket type stuff
I mean, it's a harsh, harsh analogy, but that's what it's like, though
That's what it's like
I've been about it since home telephone, living room stereo, weenies and spaghetti, oh
You can tell it's really like that, cause I ain't gotta tell you that it's like that
I'll write back when I finish up, I'll come pick you up once your shift is done
And when they mention, psh, psh, girl, I picture us
They play with you, something go psh, psh, and my land's picking up
Baby, it's some things that we must discuss
Do you love the real me
Hey, everybody has doubts sometimes
Holla, if you hear me
Do you love me
Do you love me
Do you love me, babe
Do you love me, babe
Do you love me
Do you love me
Do you love me, babe
Do you love me, babe
Do you love me, babe
When I'm gone, don't cry, dry your eyes, cause I'm having the time of my life in this nice hotel
Don't know if you can tell, but I've been to myself lately
Do you love me
Do you love me
Do you love me, babe
Do you love me, babe
Do you love me, babe
Holla, if you hear me
Holla, if you hear me
Do you love me
When I'm gone, don't cry, dry your eyes, cause I'm having the time of my life
The time of my life