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and left is wrong
That north and south can't get along
That east is east and west is west
And being first is always best.

But I believe in love, I believe
cost of getting by

But I believe in love
I believe in old folks
I believe in children
I believe in you

I believe in love
I believe in babies
I
and left is wrong
That north and south can't get along
That east is east and west is west
And being first is always best.

But I believe in love, I believe
Yeah back on the grind again
I know it's been a lil while but it's time again
Folks askin Crae when ya gonna rhyme again?
I'm like hold up give me
Words and music by John Kay

I fried in the sun just outside San Bernadino
Flagged me a ride in a rattletrap ford
Rollin' back east to the northern
Hollywood.
That gasoline's in short supply,
The rising cost of getting by.

But I believe in love.
I believe in old folks. 
I believe in children.
I
our Savior, Adrenaline
Adjusted by a situation
Inspiration, that's music
And that's us
Here we go

Ya, that's what I'm talkin' about right there
You
The rising cost of getting by

But I believe in love
I believe in old folks
I believe in children
And I believe in you
Words and music by John Kay

I fried in the sun just outside San Bernadino
Flagged me a ride in a rattletrap ford
Rollin' back east to the northern
Early one mornin' the sun was shinin'
I was layin' in bed
Wondrin' if she'd changed at all
If her hair was still red
Her folks they said our lives
print me
But can we agree to disagree
I'm from east Atlanta 6 where the boys dump bricks
But we don't bump the blueprint 3
Wanna box me jus' like Max B
Early one mornin' the sun was shinin'
I was layin' in bed
Wondrin' if she'd changed at all
If her hair was still red
Her folks they said our
I had to worry,
Leaving all the changes far from far behind
We relieve the tension only to find out the master's name

Down at the end, round by
then be on my way
But girl I think it's far to warn ya
I've done been to California
I ain't never seen no one like you

East to west north to south
to everyone in the world
Nore, Phife Dawg and Abstract

Yo in Iraq, all my niggas love Abstract
Yo, from Far Rock to Flushing, concussion
Every time
make music all the day;
The young folks roll on the little cabin floor,
All merry, all happy, and bright,
By'n by hard times comes a-knocking
cost of getting by

But I believe in love
I believe in old folks
I believe in children
I believe in you

I believe in love
I believe in babies
I
the rising cost of getting by.
 
But I believe in love, I believe in old folks
I believe in children, I believe in you.

I believe in love, I believe in
make music all the day;
The young folks roll on the little cabin floor,
All merry, all happy, and bright,
By'n by hard times comes a-knocking
your liver to the solid mental grace,
And achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar,
Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against
sour in the far window there
Don't be bothered by the words in your head

When the sun goes down and just a night
This will bring up pretty, some old fly
Early one mornin' the sun was shinin',
I was layin' in bed
Wond'rin' if she'd changed at all
If her hair was still red.
Her folks they said our
make music all the day;
The young folks roll on the little cabin floor,
All merry, all happy, and bright,
By'n by hard times comes a-knocking
Early one morning the sun was shining
I was laying in bed
Wondering if she'd changed at all
If her hair was still red
Her folks they said our lives
airplay in the day
I couldn't understand why to be exact
Our music was good and I was far from wack
Then came the answer, commercial was the key
To get