What You've Done

(Verse 1)

Since the first time I saw you, I was overcome by love.

You are someone that I'll put no one else above.

It's rough out here and these streets,

It's tough out here with these freaks,

Everytime I think of you, I cry for weeks.

It's weird, I haven't cried in so long that these tears sting my cheeks.

Baby, I'm sorry that I left, I'm sorry for the agony,

I'm so for the pain I brought on my friends and family.

Most of all, I'm sorry to you,

But damnit girl, you know you will always be my boo.

You're the one I can turn to when I need you most,

You help me stay focused and keep my enemies close.

(Chorus x2)

I just wanna look at you and tell you that I love you,

I love you.

(Verse 2)

You helped me out so much, turned me good from bad,

I used to be the ghost of a soldier that died mad,

The voice of a child being raised without a dad.

I was frustrated with life, just so pissed,

I made wholes in the walls with these rock hard fists.

When people looked at me, I was always feeling down,

Well, that is, until you cme around, and picked me up off the ground.

Girl, you got a beautiful sound, and beautiful words,

Your voice is more beautiful than a million chirping birds.

I love you girl, I miss you girl,

I'd give anything up in the world for you girl.

(Chorus x2)

I just wanna look at you and tell you I love you,

I love you.

(Verse 3)

This year is a hard one, but life goes on.

I'm glad you banged my head against the wall and taught me right from wrong.

Maybe we can kick back some day, hopefully some day soon.

From now on, until the break of dawn,

We're gonna struggle from the womb all the way to the tomb.

I wish you could see me, but little do I know,

You do see me, you're with me at every show.

Your there everytime I write a rhyme,

You're there when I'm tempted by that life of crime.

But I know you ain't came so far to turn around,

I know you ain't built this thing to burn it down.

And I ain't gonna destroy myself now,

I was taught how to get by somehow.

I found more progress and hope, to talk about more things than dope.

Murder, guns, drugs and hoes.

I know we've all been down similar roads,

From meth labs, where they cook the stuff at,

To war with a leader that sends suicide bomb attacks.

I just don't know how to explain to a nine year old

The difference between a drive-by shooting and a home exploding.