23rd of February 2005, 4 pm
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Pissed because I was supposed to go with you to Mr. Snoop
All over now since you rather go with ya gangsta group
But that's okay sweet thang,what we once had is over now
I'll miss our nightly talks but you refused to make a vow
I hope you'll have fun tonight,not with me but with ya crew
Why do you even care where I'll be? Truth is I have no clue
Probably what any single girl would do: having a good time
I will never forget the good old days when I was your dime
But I have to move on, let me be free and find my own way
Taking my life in my own hands again,starting over today
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And I do realize I have said this too many times before
Just trust me, I'll smile and shake it down on the floor
So don't even think I'll come crawling back at your feet
Cause boy, I need a soldier and you're nowhere near street
You may have the look but if you go deeper: it's all fake
Nothing but a phony snake, too bad you made a big mistake
Laurenz, you should've known I'm not the one to play with
From now on, us being together will be nothing but a myth