If death comes for me tonight, boy I want you to know that I loved you And no matter how tough I wouldn't dare Only to you I would reveal my tears So tell the police I ain't home tonight Messin' around with you is gonna get me life But when I look into your eyes (Man)You're worth that sacrafice If this is the kind of love that my mom used to warn me about Man, I'm in trouble I'm in real big trouble If this is the kind of love that the old folks used to warn me about Man, I'm in trouble I'm in real big trouble I need y'all to do me a favor Someone please call 911 (pick up the phone yo) Tell them I just been shot down and the bullet's, in my heart And it's piercin through my soul (I'm losin blood yo) Feel my body gettin cold Someone please call 911 (pick up the phone yo) The alleged assailaint, is five foot one and she shot me through my soul Feel my body gettin cold (he doesn`t care, he doesn`t worry and he don`t wonder) He shoots me through my heart and my soul

Annons

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August 2010