Ruined beauty..

But u still won the toss..

You know i thought of you even for a while

That was enough for you to count me on file

Doesn't matter what i was saying

I had to pay and I'm paying

You have may be a class of yours

Maintain a certain mob of viewers

And I know I'm gonna count in them

Doesn't matter what happened.. it could be just a game

And I'm sure too, this make you feel so proud

People will look at you.. Congo! you made your crowd

But let me tell you what happened between we

It was just a distraction and had to set free

And you see it was just a tea with me

Bloody you why found me on my knee

And still anyways i accept what you got

Nothing in hands of you, spare me foggot