Keenan TreVon - LIVER

Her mondays feel just like her saturdays
My Wednesday feels like I got daughters
Don't like my verbiage? What's the matter babe?
No one's been honest in awhile?
Lemme step in
And be the first of recruits or the troops
I'll bring a 3 course meal of the truth
You got a body of angel and a mouth to reduce
If it was anybody else I'm prolly cutting 'em loose
I let it fall like a loose leaf
Lose sleep
See the moon now the suns up
You, me
Truthfully should've ended it way back
But shoulda, coulda
I offered you my liver (and everything)
What more could you want?
If I can't keep my mental (or anything)
I'm just gonna run
I offered you my liver, what more could you want?
(What more could ya?)
I offered you my liver babe, my liver babe
I said I offered you my liver baby, you wasn't feeling me
I offered you my liver (and everything)
(My liver)
What more could you want?
If I can't keep my mental (or anything)
I'm just gonna run
(Just gonna run)
I offered you my liver
What more could you want?

Written by:
`Keenan Duncan-Smith

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