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Текст (слова) песни: Joe Budden - Dear Angela



Chorus:
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

Chorus

(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

Chorus

(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

Chorus

 

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