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October 11, 2000

Giselle's POV: As I sat in the studio with Shawn listening to him record. I began to think a lot about Marshall. I haven't seen him in a while since our last conversation. I was a bit harsh on him but he deserved it. He was controlling and wanted to know if me and Shawn are that close. Well now, it's beginning to be a lot different. Recently we've started to see each other, we've kissed a few times and such. But we're taking it slow, I'm still young and have a lot to learn. I do love Shawn and care for him deeply, but I feel if we get even closer it will ruin our friendship. I wouldn't say we are 'dating,' but we're seeing each other. Just seeing what happens.

"Aye Bey, come take a listen to this verse I did real quick." Shawn hollered. I got up from the couch and ventured over to him giving him a small smile. I sat down next to him at the mixing table,

"Whatcha got?" I smiled and watched him press a few buttons. He began to play the recording

-Motherfuckers say that I'm foolish, I only talk about jewels (Bling-bling)

Do you fools listen to music or do you just skim through it?

See, I'm influenced by the ghetto you ruined

The same dude you gave nothin', I made somethin' doin'

What I do through and through and

I give you the news with a twist, it's just his ghetto point of view

The renegade, you been afraid I penetrate pop culture

Bring 'em a lot closer to the block where they pop toasters

And they live with they moms, got dropped roadsters

From botched robberies, n*ggas crouched over

Mami's knocked up 'cause she wasn't watched over

Knocked down by some clown

When child support knocked, "No, he's not around"

Now, how that sound to ya? Jot it down

I bring you through the ghetto without ridin' 'round

Hidin' down, duckin' strays from frustrated youths stuck in they ways

Just read a magazine that fucked up my day

How you rate music that thugs with nothin' relate to it?

I help them see they way through it, not you

Can't step in my pants, can't walk in my shoes

Bet everything you worth, you'll lose your tie and your shirt

Renegade, never been afraid to say

What's on my mind at any given time of day

'Cause I'm a renegade

Never been afraid to talk about anything

(Anything?), anything (Anything)

Renegade, never been afraid to say

What's on my mind at any given time of day

'Cause I'm a renegade

Never been afraid to holler about anything

(Anything?) anything (anything)

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I smiled and leaned back listening to it, taking in what I was hearing. My heart broke a little thinking about Shawn's childhood, it was a rough start. Thankfully it wasn't like that for me. I have amazing parents, a mother and father who care about me and Solange deeply. But he didn't have his father around. I bumped my head to the beat and looked at him smiling, "I like it!"

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