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Вершы: Angie Stone. Mahogany Soul. Mad Issues.

Uh huh, hey baby
I think I wanna just rap to ya for a second
'Bout what, 'cuz there's some things we got to change
In order to move forward

Whatchu talking about?
Because I believe in you
You believe in me?
All things are possible

Uh huh, you just chill, stand still
Aight, I'm right here
First things first, right

Don't go workin' my nerve over somethin' that you heard
Don't be dissin' my name, 'cuz you slipped up on your game
Don't be makin' me cry, turn around and apologize
Stop pretendin' to be somethin' you're not

'Cuz you've got mad issues, and you tend to misuse
Every opportunity to right your wrong
You're causin' more problems with no way to solve them
Time has come to leave well enough alone

You've got mad issues and you tend to abuse
Every opportunity to make it good
You're causin' more problems with no way to solve them
Time has come, and boy I really wish you would

Don't be actin' like you, you've been rich all of your life
Don't be breakin' crews, 'cuz you've had it good for sometime
Use a masquerade, and stop blowin' me shame
Stop pretendin' to be somebody you're not

'Cuz you've got mad issues, and you tend to misuse
Every opportunity to right your wrong
You're causin' more problems with no way to solve them
Time has come to leave well enough alone

You've got mad issues and you tend to abuse
Every opportunity to make it good
You're causin' more problems with no way to solve them
Time has come, and boy I really wish you would

And I never woulda thought you was all about your game
Now you got to go to where you came
Confusin' the brain, it's all from the pain
Nothin' to gain, outta my reign, too late to make a change
Don't say my name, don't no no no no

And I never woulda thought you was all about your game
Now you got to go to where you came
Confusin' the brain, it's all from the pain
Nothin' to gain, outta my reign, too late to make a change
Don't say my name, never

Oh, listen, oh

'Cuz you've got mad issues, and you tend to misuse
Every opportunity to right your wrong
You're causin' more problems with no way to solve them
Time has come to leave well enough alone

'Cuz you've got mad issues, and you tend to misuse
Every opportunity to right your wrong
You're causin' more problems with no way to solve them
Time has come to leave well enough alone

You've got mad issues and you tend to abuse
Every opportunity to make it good
You're causin' more problems with no way to solve them
Time has come, and boy I really wish you would