Lyrics:
I'm a man not judged by what I got
If rap games like a sport
Who the hell cares what I bought?
This is Chuck, here to snatch up and bag up
Ignorance no
give you no respect, they never treat you nice
So perhaps you oughta try a little friendly advice
And be a crew slut
Hey, you'll love it
Be a crew
They've passed me by, many years,
And I did turn well away.
To give and lose love
And still no word had I to say,
Not to anyone.
Now I see
He'd go straight sure as fate
For it never is too late
For a man
I just like to dream
Of a cottage by a stream
With my man
Where a few flowers
today
And how will I sleep now? You tell me
With only my arm my by side
Perhaps I'll learn sleepin' all over
And just maybe without dreamin' this
perhaps the memories got too strong
Grabbed me by the heart strings and pulled me home
I got to thinkin' bout some friends I know in Cincinnati Ohio
But I'd say, tomorrow, perhaps tomorrow
Tomorrow there'd be time
There'd always be another spring
Time to make her laughter ring
Time to give her
But I'd say, tomorrow, perhaps tomorrow
Tomorrow there'd be time
There'd always be another spring
Time to make her laughter ring
Time to give her
Appropriate, no doubt, but bust it
I love this rap shit got me fillin mad clips perhaps it's
Them fake rappers, but they damn good actors
From population,
Casper lives in a world without promise
Sitting at home in his pajamas
Just wishing it would all go away somehow
We walked by but he never saw us
the Mobb-laced potent rap shit.
Perhaps, kid, make it happen; start the flippin'.
You fuckin' comic, who you kidding?
My nigga's laughing, blood bathin';
He'd go straight sure as fate
For it never is too late
For a man
I just like to dream
Of a cottage by a stream
With my man
Where a few flowers
He'd go straight sure as fate
For it never is too late
For a man
I just like to dream
Of a cottage by a stream
With my man
Where a few flowers
you hold it near as it were your own?
It's a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken
Perhaps they're better left unsung
I don't know, I don't really
give you no respect, they never treat you nice
So perhaps you oughta try a little friendly advice
And be a crew slut
Hey, you'll love it
Be a crew
When it comes down
It all comes down
And you will not be found
When it's over, it's all over
Even if I make a sound
I'll be misunderstood
By
When it comes down
It all comes down
And you will not be found
When its over
It's all over
Even if I make a sound
I'll be misunderstood
By
they own take
I'm a give it how I live it
Till my blood, sweat and bones ache
Watch me bake my own cake
Money mixed with purpose
As long
a minute
Arm on my double-R tinted
As you pass bye, winkin' my eye
Freshly scented
What's the haps, baby? Come get
With me and perhaps, lady
You can help me
the rations
With some or other passions
I said "you are a lady"
"Perhaps" she said. "I may be"
We moved in to a basement
With thoughts of our engagement
And now for my next number
I'd like to return to the classics
Perhaps the most famous classic in all the world of music
The first time around
You
the rations
With some or other passions
I said "you are a lady"
"Perhaps" she said. "I may be"
We moved in to a basement
With thoughts of our engagement
He'd go straight sure as fate
For it never is too late
For a man
I just like to dream
Of a cottage by a stream
With my man
Where a few flowers
much in common that we're
[Chorus:]
Perfect strangers singing perfectly in tune
From separate corners of the room
Held together by our hunger
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