Tyrone/ ThisYaBoyTyrone - The Rhetoric of Love (Pain Makes People Change)

So where do we go from here?
I fell in love with my fears
Listen to my heart and shed a tear
It's been a helluva year
I can tell you how I really feel up in this bitch
Muthafuckas make me sick
Always sending out your message
Without checking fine print
I'm insane asylum-mit me as I navigate these streets
I'm unleashed
And to say it lightly
You won't like me
Sending fire through your IV
Spitting poison in your eye see
I seem
To be lost in my thoughts
When I'm writing
But I'm just jotting down the message
Cuz my tounge a lethal weapon
Come and catch this Mac 11
Just be careful how you stepping
Baby you ain't seen the best of me
So how you think you know the rest of me
I know your recipe
You wanna get next to me
Comfort me and cherish me
Love me then tell me
Then later on abandon me
Shit
But I guess that's how it is
I ain't mad I just hope you finally get it
Whatever you looking for
I hope it's what you wanted and more
But anyways
It's many ways
And many things that I can say
But we all can relate to heartbreak
So why even say
Anything that I just said
See it's fucked up
When you falling in and out of love
And you wanna give up
Wear my heart my sleeve
I'm not surprised when I get cut
But you addicted the feeling
And you really don't want to miss them
So Just let me hug you and kiss you
Lay your head on my chest and catch the rhythm
I'm just dying inside
And it's just hard for you to picture
And I know that you won't listen
Cuz bitches never listen to a nigga
I'm trying to paint a better image than what you created
In your head of me
Even though what you make up in your mind is not my responsibility
Peace
Blessings
All these things I hope you have them
I imagine
All the nice things
That you were used to having
And How I dashed away your hopes
When I couldn't grasp them
How instead I gave my heart but that shit wasn't impressive
Let it be a lesson
Don't stress the shit that you can't control
And don't sweat the shit they won't believe
I didn't come here for your sympathy
It's simply a message with no delivery
If you were listening
There wouldn't be a mystery
Left my heart up in the cold like it was Christmas Eve
On a dark street
Or an alley
In New York City
Bitch
You gone see me
With my name in lights
I can see
The fame in sight
I know its painful right?
That you aint taking flights with me
I got one question for you
When you did what you did
Did you think this would be the consequences of your actions
You made your bed now you gotta lay in that shit

Written by:
Tyrone Spann Jr

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