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Burning Point Was It Me Again

words came out too strong Was it me again, I blame myself For the pain I put you through It's always the same Always the rain, it comes down hard... Was it me again

You come along and help me breathe When I was a stone no-one knew that I was there I'd sing my song but no-one ever

and shirt fulla dirt ***, we work wit witch-it I?ma busta *** be first Back again gotta be heard Had an intermission but it's over It's over, back the

, steady we roll out over you When it?s over it?s over, for the soldiers who hear me That?ll get me in trouble Can I be closer, stay right near me Here

, steady we roll out over you When it?s over it?s over, for the soldiers who hear me That?ll get me in trouble Can I be closer, stay right near me Here

with a pastor, So I see myself and I know, my own Lord and master, When your ass was born it was all on the own and, When it's time to die you'll be

's it, do the split Freak nasty all on my tip I took it to my DJ, fresh on wax Put it on the Turntable, I got taxed It started burning up, why it's smoking

money I believe it was funny, I was deceivingly burning At the Four Seasons, all four seasons with Sunny But I'll be just fine, the grind's in my bloodline It

circles me and it Seems the the media immediately Points a finger at me so I point one back at 'em But not the index or pinky Or the ring or the thumb, it