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St. Lunatics F/ Cardan - Love You So lyrics
You know I loved you right
 I never, I never knew girl, you see
 You know the pain right, you can feel my pain right?
 Uh, to the gateway, now check it out, yo
 (Chorus)
 Ooh, I loved you so
 But why I loved you, I'll never know
 Ooh, the pain you put me through
 You know you've killed, now I lust for you
 (Cardan)
 Now since I've came in the game, money and fame, I love it
 But whoever thought I'd wake up one mornin with no budget
 It's Cardi the golden kid with that older shit
 I live, learn, learn to live, the older I get
 And I remember Thursdays, hungry Thursdays
 'Bout sixteen, seventee, um, Murphy age
 But this rap game I love it, it's like I'm married to it
 I proposed on Clue?, she said I'd be happy to do it
 Gave her a kiss, mmmwwhha, she gave me fifty G's
 Silly Cardi I spent it, now Cardi on his knees
 Now I'm livin reality, a Biggie Smalls theme
 Askin for one more chance to show her what I really mean
 She said, you done seen a lotta things baby bro'
 Even best friends turned and take out videos
 I got with the 'tics, EI, still no deal
 'Til Sugar said "chill baby, everything is Fo' Reel"
 C'mon
(Chorus)
 (Ali - talking through chorus)
 Yeah, loved y'all punk ass nigga, showed y'all love
 Never know that shit
 How the fuck you gon' drop a group, and the got the number one shit on the
 radio?
 Dumb ass nigga, look at us now, Fo' Reel nigga, Fo' Reel
 (Kyjuan)
 Nineteen-ninety-six! (hurry up, sign right here), let's sign these papers
 So we can get these papers and give these hoes the vapors
 Double-dumb entertainment dropped "Gimme What You Got"
 Off top, 'tics hot, even sent you a shot (Double-dumb nine sevennnnnnnn!)
 Didn't want Nelly on it, said his verse didn't fitSt. Lunatics F/ Cardan - Love You So - http://motolyrics.com/st-lunatics-f-cardan/love-you-so-lyrics.html
 Some ol' seperatin shit, ten percent ass bitch
 Whole town love us, no one is above us
 Treated you, no talent, knowin niggas like brothas
 No street team, no promotion
 Just woof tickets, raw fuckin, no lotion
 One year later you decide to drop an EP
 At the same time drop us, that confuse me
 So like a bastard child, we on our own
 Put out and left alone, y'all wont answer the phone
 It took a little time, but we got it ourself
 Five million records later, now y'all askin for wealth
 (One, two, three, four, five), nigga please
(Chorus)
 (Murphy Lee - talking during chorus)
 You know what I'm sayin, life is crazy, you know what I'm sayin
 You got choices in life
 But bro' when you make 'em, you gotta make 'em and make 'em right
 And if you ain't makin 'em right it's just crazy
 You ain't got nobody else to blame, nobody but yourself
 You know what I'm sayin, mad truth to that
 (Murphy Lee)
 Let me pretend that I'm a lawyer and explain the situation
 Facin three-to-one five across state, humiliation
 St. Louis set it off, phone calls was long distance
 (Ay yo, it's four birdies in Houston), c'mon, send some one to get 'em
 Who would do it for a grand?
 Eighteen, only thing on our mind was that killer money
 From Missouri to the T-E-X, A-S
 Two cats strapped it tight, right up under her chest
 One-way trip on Southwest but she didn't make it that far
 Metal detectors went bizarre, one-way trip to the car
 Your honor, she got a baby that'll drive my granny crazy
 A long distance lawyer that keep on tellin us "maybe"
 And we all raise her baby, takin curr (care) of her daily
 This law shit is crazy, never cease to amaze me
 It's different from the eighties, ninety-five to lately
 They givin out time like dogs givin out rabies
(Free City)
(Chorus)











