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Open Hand Other

you keep looking above? (Come break me out, come break me out) I am a sight, woah... Everyday their presence make me hate. Come back or I won't let you open

stand by me We saw the writing on the wall As we felt this magical fantasy Now with passion in our eyes There's no way we could disguise it secretly So we take each other's hand

see what it'd be like To feel your pain, you feel mine Go inside each others' minds Just to see what we'd find Look at shit through each others' eyes

bop and shop with Oprah Nigga, what? From my voice I'm killin' 'em I shed my blood About everything I love Am still a eye blacker, open handed, face

Gotti, the Lethal Weapon is slaying Just open any book, that's ammo to the brain What really matters, is how well is your weapon trained Some would say genius, while others

't get her But guess what, I keep that bitch broke in and fucked Let her browse through the Prada store to open her up I bought her Aldo shoes, just to open

chest with a mason Same blocks, ATF rush spots cats bubble humbly I'm hungry, Killa Bee Trilogy triumphantly Hammer head, dart allignment, work is sonic Keep your ears open

into her curls I knew right away she was not like other girls, other girls In the thick of the evening when the dealing got rough She was too pat to open

her I know that's an old songwriting cliche Loved you the first time I saw you Can't describe it any other way, any other way The light of her beauty