Swizz Beatz - Dear Annie lyrics

Dear annie I pray u understand me Before u pop that pill n have s** Wit that boy Sammy Ive been were you are Nervous sweaty n clammy Trying hard to ignore That b**h of a who*e Tammy But she ain't been feelin dandy Since dad did himself a Favor Took her to bed ma**aged her back then Raped her See life is star dust N d**hs a shooting creator So I hope this prayer reaches u before we turn to vapor I Amit I've been abusive And somewhat fluid thru my music To the point sam would have u think that I'd want u ta do it But b4 u go Or let that boy cum All he wanna do is let those bullets out that gun He ain't whispering soft nothings It's just hard ta hear something After a night clubin Till ya legs tire from jumpin N ya arms need appendages While fiends sneak syringes in N guys Rufie all the beverages Now that I'm in college n family is missing I guess I'll get that attention From that boy I've been kissing He told that he loves me N I'm starting to believe him Plus I can't live withouthim N I swore I'd never leave him We been talkin for a while But Mommie didn't kno Sh'ed Proly call me a hoe N say he was to old But she don't lite a fire when my heart be turnin cold N she don't fill da whole That drills into my soul I think I'm out my mind And my map has no Design N it seems like he's the only thing that's looks at me as fine Tavon don't understand He even calls me st.Anne N I hate to bust his bubble But I already shook da can I'm fizzin out the top I'm feelin out the box If he don't like the new me He ca kick sum rocks I'm more of a women now N I do wat I had to N be4 u lend opinions Jus kno no one asked u I ain't one ta hitch hike But damit It's life Tavons a co*k block f** N I been Horney all night Tammy talked me up N Annie's ready ta go down But that's beside da point I truly loved Havin her around Still I ca see why I'm talked so poorly of I'm not in school N d** were cool Growin up Im not a fool It's just hard doin addition When your parents did subtraction Right after u were born And your Moms scorn kept u warm Something like a blanket Damnit Not makin an excuse I'm nothin like my dad I'm on another path Burnin da tray of ash Confused enough ta laugh Listenin to ye N the ghost of the kids I Neva had But me n Anne Were more like Em n Stan N I'm a fan Anne That was da plan Anne We were engaged Anne Thought I was your man Anne Wats up wit that ring on ya hand I hope ya finger rots off N the devils Klan Place u n the pan Fry Yo a** Till ya blood cells get a tan Damn