| How can I not believe
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| What I done seen
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| With my own eyes
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| No matter how hard you try
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| The lies you telling me is bold
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| I consider you cold
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| Lady, I took you to be my mate
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| But you have no soul
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| Or should I say, I have no soul
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| Spirit’s been compromised
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| I should feel better than Kanye, they say
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| At least it wasn’t televised
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| But it still don’t correct all the pain I faced
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| Literally face to face
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| And you telling me, «Nah, it wasn’t like that, bae.»
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| «Listen for our family’s sake.»
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| How can I not believe, oh no (How can I not believe? I mean, what you want me
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| to do?)
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| Something I done seen, oh no (When I done seen this with my own eyes?
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| Tell me something different, say something else.)
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| You want me to believe, oh no (How? How can I believe?)
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| All the lies you telling me, oh no (It's nothing but lies.)
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| (In a sense I wanna believe) But I can’t though
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| I can’t, I can’t
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| And I refuse to allow myself to
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| Don’t know how I allowed myself to even take steps with you
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| That would lead to something so serious
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| With a woman so vicious
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| Shoulda figured it was all a dream with those purple kisses
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| Ooh, and those purple kisses
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| Are left with my memories
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| Along with you planting them same kisses on another nigga
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| Now, it would have been different if I heard the story from someone else
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| Just cause of what I thought I had
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| I’d have got defensive and kinda felt
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| Offended, wouldn’t have ever mentioned
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| The lines to you
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| That I heard from one of my friends
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| Now I’m surprised it’s true
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
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| I gave everything you wanted
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| It count for something, don’t it?
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| I let my wall completely down
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| And now I’m haunted
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| With these images of you intimate
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| Not no friendly shit
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| He was grabbing your hair while screaming, «Bitch!»
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| You was smiling like you liked it
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| And it’s all on video, now how you gon' deny it?
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| It’s kinda like what you would expect to see in a love tale. | 
| And you take in
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| the possibility of it happening to you, and you take heed to it,
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| but you don’t necessarily think you could ever be the one wearing the shoes,
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| or the one who was done wrong, or the one who gets hurt, you know?
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| Especially as a man. | 
| You know, they say things of this nature is what’s been
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| going on with women for an eternity. | 
| And we as men thugging, or whatever the
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| case may be, won’t look at her like that. | 
| We figure it’s nothing wrong when we
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| fuck over our women, you know. | 
| But when it’s vice-versa, it’s like our world
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| crumbles down |