Three Round’s


First round i'm madly in love.
He put's me first this has never been done.
It's me and him against the world .
Were so lost and were each others drug.
Second round is different and not all good.
Were arguing more. Now with two beautiful girls.
This i can't do. His accusing me of cheating .
Almost everyday That's because he is.
I no I just have nothing to say.
Round three o you want to fight.
You forgot I grew up seeing that every night.
My daddy beating my mother as she defended her self.
So nigga once i'm finished with you the ems can't help.
TAP OUT YOUR DONE THIS YOU CAN'T DO.
BUT REMEMBER YOU WON THE FIRST TWO.
BUT I JUST CAME BACK WITH POWER, WISDOM AND STRENTH.
THREE ROUND'S I NEEDED TO GET REED OF HIM.

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