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Feelings


you gonna tell me bout me 

But you used a disguise to see me 

Can’t even be true to yourself 

So how you gonna tell me bout me 

You judge me off the tone of my voice 

In the way I walk 

How I move my hips 

You judge me 

Without knowing me 

So how you gonna tell me bout me 

You doubt it me 

You didn’t even me a chance 

It’s was always cut my dreads 

Take this out take that out 

So thing & that 

You even get a fair shot 

So how you gonna tell me bout me 

They closed doors on me 

Without knowing me 

they let me go because I was good at what i do 

It had nothing to do with my potential

If anything they afraid of this heat 

Knock me down 

I’m coming in force 

Always ten toes 

Never forget that 

Might fall off 

Might be down 

But my time coming 

So how you gonna tell me bout me 

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