Testo Gone - O.C.
Testo della canzone Gone (O.C.), tratta dall'album The O-Zone Files: Rare Demos and Unreleased Tracks
Yo, this shorty gave me all of her, I took advantage of
Never knowin' what I had was the answer
All woman yo, she gave me time to grow
Nuff space to get my shit right, indeed so
Mommy was a good girl, treated me royal with no turmoil
Not to mention the fact that she was loyal
Independent, hard-workin', a nine to five mature
With beauty of a cover girl, O.C.'s lover girl
Playin' the part of my life that means somethin'
Takin' a chance with me, but baby girl seen somethin'
Knowin' in life everyone has flaws
My weakness was a pretty face and tappin' some drawers
I'm in the bistro, sippin' cappuccino, for dolo
Sufferin' the loss of my wiz, I'm goin' home solo
Precious as a pearl she was
Heartbreak is in my veins like a drug in my blood
Shorty is gone
Yo, I never, thought it could happen in just the way it did
In the letter left she said she glad we got no kids
I sigh and pause with a tear runnin' down on my face
Knowin' I brought it on myself, it's really hard to embrace
She's gone, pickin' my mind apart, depressed and torn apart
I fell short like Napoleon and Bonaparte
Reminiscin' on the good times we shared
All the dirt that I was doin', that nigga was well aware
My loss is just thoughts, my sins came to life
(My punishment is my grief) my wrong became a right
The price of lust cost, yo I gave it a thought
Now my heart bleed with pain from playin' the blood sport, yo
Now it's a case of the blues I face
I love Jones, bad dreams with, grunts and moans
Shorty is gone
Yo, smellin' her scents on the pillow when I sleeps at night
Loose hairs in the sink that I wash down the pipes
Bobby pins on the dresser, the scent of perfume in the spare room
Miscellaneous heirlooms of a lady once occupied the crib with me
Friends probably tellin' shorty wasn't meant to be
Slut dickin' 'round town wasn't worth the loss
Cuts bustin' up a storm while I'm grittin' my jaws
Call my momma on the phone, let her know what's goin' on
She say "Son you was wrong" in the calm like tone
Your mistake paid its debt in the worst way
I shoulda kept it tight with mine from the first day
So now the burden of my lies and deceit ain't a heavy load no more
My fallacies and flaws are erased
Only dwellin' on the memories y'all
In time the wounds heal, movin' on, but a good woman is gone
Credits
Writer(s): Graham Fraser Wright, David Thomas Monks, Joshua G. Hook, Gregory Jarrett Alsop
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