Manihot esculenta (commonly called cassava (/kəˈsɑːvə/),Brazilian arrowroot,manioc, and tapioca) is a woody shrub native to South America of the spurge family, Euphorbiaceae. It is extensively cultivated as an annual crop in tropical and subtropical regions for its edible starchy tuberous root, a major source of carbohydrates. Though it is sometimes called yuca in Spanish, it differs from the yucca, an unrelated fruit-bearing shrub in the family Asparagaceae. Cassava, when dried to a powdery (or pearly) extract, is called tapioca; its fermented, flaky version is named garri.
Cassava is the third largest source of food carbohydrates in the tropics, after rice and maize. Cassava is a major staple food in the developing world, providing a basic diet for over half a billion people. It is one of the most drought-tolerant crops, capable of growing on marginal soils. Nigeria is the world's largest producer of cassava, while Thailand is the largest exporter of dried cassava.
Cassava is classified as either sweet or bitter. Like other roots and tubers, both bitter and sweet varieties of cassava contain antinutritional factors and toxins, with the bitter varieties containing much larger amounts. They must be properly prepared before consumption, as improper preparation of cassava can leave enough residual cyanide to cause acute cyanide intoxication,goiters, and even ataxia or partial paralysis. The more toxic varieties of cassava are a fall-back resource (a "food security crop") in times of famine in some places. Farmers often prefer the bitter varieties because they deter pests, animals, and thieves.
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yeah yeah, oh, ho oh oh
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um, can I talk to you for a minute?
inseparable, that's how we were
through anything, you were my world
i gave to you, you shared with me
for the love of you, i'd give anything
i would chill with you
you and your crew
never complained 'bout the things you do
but it see it now, how it all went down
can't take no more
don't want you around
never told me the whole truth
now i'm wishing that i knew
the real you...
how could you do this to me?
never hurt so much
i see, plans i made for you and me
they can't be...
these are the last tears that you'll see from me
cause i ain't gonna cry no more
cause i'm sick of you hurting me
i ain't gonna cry no more
'cause you don't deserve me
i ain't gonna cry no more
pack your stuff up and leave
i ain't gonna cry no more
cause i'm tired of you, me and she
and now i can't believe all the things you did
all your secret trips, just to see your kids
what about the crib that i've never been?
is that the one that she lives in?
but soon you'll see
that the man he's not
the "un-love" affair will soon be forgot
and you will miss me, but i won't miss you
you can pull the key, cause now we're through
never told me the whole truth
never wishing that i knew the real you...
you didn't have to do what you did to me
never hurt so much i see
plans we made for you and me
they can't be
these are the last tears that you see from me
used to think that you and me were in love for sure, but iwas wrong because
but you led me on, but i was wrong
but now i found i don't need you around
you gotta bounce
i'm tired
ain't gonna cry
i ain't gonna cry
it's not the fact that it's your baby
but it's the fact that you lied
and you hurt me
pack your stuff and leave
i'm sick of you
i'm through with you
i'm done with you
i'm tired of you
i'm tired of your lies