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Seems You Don't Want Nothing Good For Real

"The world is getting dangerous,
Sickness and disease so very contagious.
All these bad things happening just aint for us,
Can't help us out, can you pray for us?
I've got to...protect my life!
I've got to...love MYSELF!
My heart cries within me,
Love and respect: That's what you should be giving me.
When you hate each other, you don't know what you're doing to me.
If I allow this corruption, you'll surely ruin me."


Whoo!
You're still taking what's not yours,
Greedy though you got more,
Switching on me now,
Snitching on me now,
Picking up dirty attitudes,
What's yuh future,
Then I'm not sure..
Now you lurks on every corner,
Trying to make a dollar from them quarters,
Thought you were my friend,
Give yuh a helping hand,
Proved to be my enemy, you can't even trust anyone.

I've got to take myself away,
From all these things that's hurting me.
I've got to make my life so free,
Seems you don't want, nothing good for real.

I've got to take myself away,
From all these things that's hurting me.
I've got to make my life so free,
Seems you don't want, nothing good for real.

I waste no time on you,
Not behaving yourself having a crime on you.
Now there's a fine on you,
Now tell me what you gon' do?
Willing to help you and I don't want you to see,
The stupid things you do I just can't believe,
Seems you don't know what you really need,
Take heed remember life here isn't so sweet.
I was there to motivate you,
Seems you don't appreciate it,
What is it that generate you?
To do the bad things you do, I really hate it.

I've got to take myself away,
From all these things that's hurting me.
I've got to make my life so free,
Seems you don't want, nothing good for real.

I've got to take myself away,
From all these things that's hurting me.
I've got to make my life so free,
Seems you don't want, nothing good for real.

The world is getting dangerous,
Sickness and disease so very contagious,
All these bad things happening just ain't for us,
Can't help us out, can you pray for us?
I've got to, protect my life..
I've got to, love myself..
My heart cries within me,
Love and respect that's what you should be giving me,
When you hate each other you don't know what you're doing to me,
If I allow this corruption you surely ruin me..

I've got to take myself away,
From all these things that's hurting me.
I've got to make my life so free,
Seems you don't want, nothing good for real.

I've got to take myself away,
From all these things that's hurting me.
I've got to make my life so free,
Seems you don't want, nothing good for real.

I was there to motivate you,
Seems you don't appreciate it,
What is it that generate you?
To do the bad things you do, I really hate it.

I've got to take myself away,
From all these things that's hurting me.
I've got to make my life so free,
Seems you don't want, nothing good for real.

I've got to take myself away,
From all these things that's hurting me.
I've got to make my life so free,
Seems you don't want, nothing good for real.

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