Artist: Rittz Album: White Jesus Revival Song: Injury Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com [Rittz] Do you remember when... we had our first argument? Arguin... I was on the love seat, you was on the ottoman And we were talkin shit, I called you a whore Your jaw dropped when I called you it You punched me in the mouth with a closed fist I choked you right in front of your mom and them Do you remember that?... We was at my nephew's christening And you were mentioning... some dude that you screwed and instantly I got pissed and we, started causing a scene Cussin loud at the parking lot at the church You scratched me then I slapped you then we went home and fucked right afterwards I think that we're meant to be... [Chorus] Meant to be, meant to be... We got a special chemestry With a lot of drunken memories But I'll always love you endlessly (But sometimes that results in injury) [Rittz] We get drunk and fight... that's like what we do for fun The condo that we moved in was brand new 'til we argued Throwin shit, you were punchin bunch of holes in the wall You remember when you broke the doors? So many carpet stains, I threw Coke in your face You spit at me, hopin to provoke me more Break ya necklace off, and the dog would run And ya momma come, tryna instigate That night that you hit me with the dinner plate I got pissed and I hit you with the Wendy's bag I took the burger out, and I mushed you with it You were hungry too, I slung ALL the fries in the hall, then you hit me in the balls and cried Other couples hang with us and be like, "God, you guys are just meant to be..." [Chorus] [Rittz] So many vacations got ruined, we fucked up Disneyland We got into a huge fight, it sucked We showed out right in front of your brother and his wife But fuck, that's what they get for inviting us We don't know no better, we get hyped and drunk Me at the heart's game I was trashed, blackin out Goin up to groups of dudes, and I said "You a diesel motherfucker that I need to smack around?" They coulda fucked me up, thank God they didn't We shoulda went to jail fightin by the conference center I threw ya brand new cell out the window You threw mine too then you ripped off my car antenna Kelly and Charlie's wedding, that was the worst of all Then the whole hotel could hear... us screamin and fightin Cussin and fussin and fuckin, everyone could tell that we're meant to be... [Chorus]