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I Got You
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February 2012 The whole world loves to see your eyes green,
only the close ones know what that means,
it seems then you are overly happy, i know,
can't let you be sad and keep your gaze low,
down to your toes instead of randomly at me,
when i'm with you, i'm green, i'm happy,
anything but is crappy so allow me to say,
i got you baby, i mean every word i say,
don't lie to me i catch those like Victor Cruz,
and i don't want to always fall for twos,
not right together like whats in your shoes, always mismatch,
and when you're gone i know i will miss that,
my heart will break like a Kit kat, gimme a break,
carrying you piggy back from the Riverdale House of Steak,
how much can you make me get the chills,
leave me afraid of the drop, no King Da Kah thrills.
