Dear Angela

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Whatever we had goin it sure aint anymore

Where there used to laughter now theres only pain

(Verse One)

I never thought it would end

Called u my soul mate

Thought u'd become my wife

Together forever

Noone could tell me otherwise

Now I look back

Rememberin all those tears from ur eyes

Those were the three longest yrs of my life

Had to putem in song

Should of known that we couldn't whether the storm

When u n moms ain't get along

How could u b the one

Or maybe I was in need of ur touch

Fresh off of a drug addiction

Maybe I jus needed a crutch

Inseperable us

No matter wat looked out for the kid

I never thought ud want me after the pigs

My gurl b special

Both of us was actin confused

Said we'd have a child together

So our families would have to approve

But prior to ur miscarriage

I wasn't ready for a kid

I was only working stock at the wiz

Its backwards

I jus wanted to help u

Couldn't take u comin to me sayin mouse theres sumthin I gotta tell u

Sit down

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(Verse Two)

Listen

All I wanted in my better half

I thought that I found her

Even tho we argued

The pussy was the best that I encountered

I tried to put the BS past me

So we could live in this same house happy

But then u stabbed me

Ambulance ER

don't kno wat imma do

Tube in my dick

Still all I wanted was u

Damn my thinking was sick back then

I left the hospital

U came home from jail

We'd b united again

Bed ridden

I jus wanted to see u

Believing

But u tryin to leave

Don't go angela please I need you

I aint think u throw it

See I laugh but u gave me a motive

Look im sorry but

I couldn't control it

I kno I called u named I promised Id never call u

But u said sum shit

Good thing my dawgs got me up off u

Left me wit a lot of thoughts

Every other day its somthin new

Like joey we gotta talk

This aint working out

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(Verse Three)

U threw my clothes out the window

Wat I did

Throw ur clothes out the window

How the fuck I end up in jail

Jus like that

Ma u actin greasy wit my son

He aint have to see his dad walk in cuffs like that

Learnt my lesson

On one hand u gave me such a beautiful seed

On the other hand hes used as a weapon

Y things have to change

For the worse

Strach that

They really changed after birth

I guess u got wat u wanted

A bad break ups like murder

When it comes down to it I kno I put u thru hell

U gotta kno its vice versus

We aint gotta hate each other

I tried to make it work

I wanted a family

Not jus a baby mama

Look the lust was gone

The trust was gone

Come to grips with the thought of us is gone

But its not jus a song

Im good now u not the only one fed up

But rather then us talk about it

I'll jus write u a letta

Dear Angie

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