| Helena
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| I love you, baby
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| It’s on and poppin'
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| You take the breath from me
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| Make my life heavenly
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| I can’t believe the way the good Lord is blessin' me
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| One in a million
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| Mother of my children
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| Me without you like car without engine
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| You listen to my dreams that I vision
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| Respect that I smoke Mary Jane
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| It’s like my religion
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| The pigeons
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| Sometimes make you worry
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| But I can see, you know my vision ain’t blurry
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| The innocence
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| Still strong like a feminist
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| I reminisce
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| On the first time we ever kissed
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| In the devilish world, you my only angel
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| Cancel concerts to stay with you and watch cable
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| Kiss your navel
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| Candlelights on the table
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| You never cared if I was financially stable
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| Twelve years
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| To me, it feels like twelve minutes
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| My love for you
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| Sees no limits
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| Chorus: South Park Mexican
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| Where would I be without you
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| I know I wouldn’t be rappin' in the soundproof
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| I know I wouldn’t be pushin' a Benz
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| I’d probably be gettin' transferred
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| To different pens
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| Or chillin' with my dead friends
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| Or still at the weed house, makin' fives and tens
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| Miss Perfect
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| God given
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| When I was lost
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| You made my life worth livin'
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| They say
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| Nothing on this earth is perfect
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| I don’t believe it
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| You never cheated
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| Perfect record, undefeated
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| I needed a miracle to save my life
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| When I was hustlin' and grindin' late at night
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| I paid the price
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| And listened to you bitchin' me
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| You start bringing up the past, that’s history
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| Never again will I jeopardize
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| That’s a promise that I’ll memorize, real love never dies
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| It’s paradise
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| No matter where we at
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| The movies, the club
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| Six Flags or Super Track
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| I was a dropout, no education whatsoever
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| But you stuck with me through all kinds of fucked up weather
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| Hoping days’ll get better like I said they would
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| They said, «Stand by your man»
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| And there, you stood
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| I was seventeen, now I’m twenty-nine
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| And I pray you’ll be mine 'til the end of time
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| Repeat Chorus
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| Yo Ike
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| What’s the deal, Los
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| I know you feel me on this song, baby
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| Man, fa sho, my nigga, I got some for this
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| Go on, wreck it, homie
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| Man, I’m at that
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| Point in my life, I lost my kid and my wife
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| And I’ve been thinkin' with shife, when I’m been up at the night
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| So I be takin' a ride, and I be thinkin' inside
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| That I’d be wantin' to die, cause I be wonderin' why
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| But now, I know it’s too late
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| And all I got is my fate
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| And I be thinkin' real deep, about my kids when they sleep
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| And where the hell I went wrong, and how to hell to stay strong
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| Cause now, my babies they gone, and all I got is this song
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| Try to make it all right
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| But not for them, but for Ike
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| And if I have one more night
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| That I can treasure the life
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| I know I do it all right
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| With just my kids and my wife
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| One night alone with no fights, with Kim, just huggin' me tight
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| Miss Perfect
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| Repeat Chorus |