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We're two of a kind baby
Me and You 

It's our time, sweet babe
To break on through 

It's the year to be hated 
So glad that we made it 
Cause
need no one to tell me 
That life is what you make of it 
Believe me 

November's here again 
Raining down on me 
I disappear again 
Just like
teeth
Your widow's peak

Oh, my November baby

Now everywhere I go, I see you
When I walk and when I sleep
I hear you on the tongues of strangers
And the shadows keep on changing

And I'm haunted
By the lives that I have loved
And actions I have hated
I'm haunted
By the lives that wove the web
Inside my
in the sun
Sweetest November, the world's renewed it's color
Only just in time to welcome the summer

I thought about you tonight, I'm glad that
to live before he got
Far too old
He tells stories to fill the space
Once he said, "it's so cold in early November... and all the sky and trees
Are a rust
cold November morn
And I knew it would blow me no good from the day I was born
I was born at an early age and that's when I'll die
You've seen to that by
answer to our higher calling
Is conceived by their hatred

Nevermore the victim
Let them say that we are not of their world

With the promise of life
of things that make you sad, 
Just remember all the good times that you had. 

Do you remember only happy days, 
Full of flaming Junes and summer
You are, enemy
You are my hated enemy
I am enemy
Number one rated enemy
I'm a labeled enemy
I am your mortal enemy
My actions enemy
Make me
You are, enemy 
You are my hated enemy 
I am enemy 
Number one rated enemy 
I'm labelled enemy 
I am your mortal enemy 
My actions enemy 
Make
Nation will raise against nation
Earthquakes, pestilence and disease
These are just the beginnings of sorrows
Take heed that no one deceives you
I met a man who felt the same way,
That the world had passed him by.
Told to me all his troubles,
That the world had made him cry.

Life had
early in the morning
Over by the windows day is dawning
When I feel the air
I feel that life is very good to me, you know
In the sun there's so much
to a November tune
And I hope that you hear it, singing songs about you
And I sing songs of sorrow, because you're not around
See, babe I'm gone tomorrow, Baby
I wrote you a letter and I sent it on the first of July
Now it's November and still I haven't no reply
I'll be my birthday soon, if I don't see you
throws me a lifeline

I'll be the sky that lights up with fireworks
Whenever November comes
And you could be the greatest thing that has happened to me
You will ask for me
There'll be no one else
That you'll wanna see

Bring down my fiddle
Tune up my strings
I'm gonna break it wide open
Like the early
I met a man who felt the same way,
That the world had passed him by.
Told to me all his troubles,
That the world had made him cry.

Life had
Eric fought me, made me tougher
Love you for that my nigga no matter what bro
Marcy raised me, and whether right or wrong
Streets gave me all I write
and I'm black
and live in a movie, not livin by rules
New rap patrollin the city, follow my crews
Bleek you're still with me - nigga what did I say?
That’s your mighty man, son
Your mighty man

Well, the boat and the train ride
In a misty November
We had the worst of the lodgings
And we hated
fought me, made me tougher
Love you for that my nigga no matter what bro
Marcy raised me, and whether right or wrong
Streets gave me all I write in
that you can
Anytime, anytime, I'm your man

Baby you're something, you're something else
I?ll keep you're loving all to myself
I live for the moment
by comedians that grace
The living stage of every page of worthless meaningless space
But I swear to you before we're though you're gonna feel our