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you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears
Take the rag away from your face
Now ain't the time for your tears

William Zanzinger, who
you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears
Take the rag away from your face
Now ain't the time for your tears

William Zanzinger, who
Oh, but you who philosophize
Disgrace and criticize all fears
Take the rag away from your face
Now ain't the time for your tears

William Zanzinger, who
into your dark eyes 
I ask of you nothin', not a kiss not a smile, 
Just open the door and let me lie down for a while 

Now the gray rain's fallin'
you out
Your Mother had you naturally
Naturally's the way you came out

You know your your own mind
And you show it to me
Give me the high sign
When you
you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears
Take the rag away from your face
Now ain't the time for your tears

William Zanzinger, who
pass me by...

So we say
(I won't go back, can't go back, to the way it used to be)
(Before your presence came and changed me)
Would you lift up
sailors all, pray tell me true,
 Does my sweet William sail among your crew?"
 
 "Oh no, fair maiden, he is not here
 For he's been drownded we greatly
sailors all, pray tell me true,
 Does my sweet William sail among your crew?"
 
 "Oh no, fair maiden, he is not here
 For he's been drownded we greatly
sailors all, pray tell me true,
 Does my sweet William sail among your crew?"
 
 "Oh no, fair maiden, he is not here
 For he's been drownded we greatly
sailors all, pray tell me true,
 Does my sweet William sail among your crew?"
 
 "Oh no, fair maiden, he is not here
 For he's been drownded we greatly
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,
Take the rag away from your face.
Now ain't the time for your tears.

William Zanzinger,
at your cute face
And lookin' at your 8 by 10 in my suitcase
Ain't been with my honey in a long while
And when I get a hold of you, mmm child (oh, yeah)
And you could fall for me

So we go all to the shows
And happiness is all we know
How it got to you
And how it got to me too
I wish I never knew
You ain't got the raw plus you twenty gram shorter
M.O.P. ban orders, I show you niggas "Faces of Death"
Manslaughter, live on a camcorder
My
came on
And into the morning light
Sweet William said I'm troubled in my head
By the dreams that I dreamed last night

Such dreams such dreams as these
I
wit' me, 
Will.I.Am the ghetto!, Will.I.Am the ghetto! (Streets), 
Cause' I'm a thug by nature, thug by nature, 
Gotta keep thuggin', I'm thuggin',
can tip it up
Just move your hands, eh, and move your waist, eh

You're looking in my eyes and in my face, ah
And then I feel you when I keep pace,
missin’
I brought her by Will.i.am, but she kept callin’ him William
Only God can judge me, case closed
I got more hoes than Drake shows
I got this shit
give me bravos, and that shows 
Total domination in this rhyme complication 

Yeah the skill is a cinch I rock the womb with a mic 
And in the days
door
And I don't want my business on 'The Wendy Williams Show')
I can tell that you're losing patience looking at your face
So get up out this club
wit' me, 
Will.I.Am the ghetto!, Will.I.Am the ghetto! (Streets), 
Cause' I'm a thug by nature, thug by nature, 
Gotta keep thuggin', I'm thuggin',
and take a picture with me
Be a fashion trender kinda guy
Girl, show your belly button diamond tonight
We'll make them roll the red carpet out
When it's
This love has taken a turn
My maps are no good now
I'm lost in these woods
I say, Black Mountain show me your face
Bring on the oblivion of your
(Kim Williams/Clay Walker/Kent Blazey)
The wind was blowing through your hair
The moon was shing on your face
You looked like a picture sittin'