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Main Source – Looking At The Front Door Lyrics

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We fight every night now thats not kosher
I reminisce with bliss of when we was closer
And wake up to be greeted by an argument again
You act like youre ten
So immature I try to concentrate on a cure
And keep lookin at the front door
Thinkin if I were to evacuate
Youd probably be straighter than straight and wouldnt have so much hate
Cause you dont know the pain I feel when I see you smilin
And when I roll up you start wilin
So I front like everythings hunky-dory
But its a whole different story
You dont like the fact that Im me
I dont put on a show when it comes time for you to have company
And your friends dont understand your choice of man
They speak proper while my speech is from a gargabe can
But regardless, you shouldnt have to be so raw
Im lookin at the front door

Im lookin at the front door
Baby, Im lookin at the front door
Im lookin at the front door

And when youre with your friends, I glide to the side
Until the spotlight is mine and never sabotage a good time
But when theyre not around, the fights commence
Im the one youre against and it doesnt make sense
Cause Im the one that you claim to love for life
But all I get is gray hairs and strife
And I can play some ole stuck-up rapper role
And get foul every time you lose control
But thats not my order of operations
So I should win an award for lots of patience
Cause thats all a fella can have
With a girl whos shootin up his world like Shaft
And I dont think that I can take it anymore
Im lookin at the front door

Im lookin at the front door
Im lookin at the front door
Im lookin at the front door

My friends always tell me how Im lucky to possess
The best looking girl in the whole U.S.
But every time you scream, you blow your finesse
Tryin to dis the Profess-
Or twenty-four hours of acting sore
Sometimes I wish youd come down with lockjaw
So I dont have to take in the breakin
You treat me like a burnt piece of bacon
It seems like just two years
Back when we were bonded and not pierced
But now I keep itchin to jet
Sitting in the chair just to stare, set
To sprint
Yo, sweetheart, you better take a hint
I say it now like I said it before
Im lookin at the front door

Im lookin at the front door
Im lookin at the front door
Im lookin at the front door

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