Lyrics:
Today you don't have to be a solder
Stand down
It's okay to be as you were again
Is it a scheme?
Is it a vision?
Is it a dream?
Is it
by your side
Share your fears in the silent redemption
Touch my lips, hold me tight
Live in vanity for a while
As winter melts in the sun
Boys
pride on screens for the fame
Like a comet you came and took me to a place where I no longer have to struggle with the past A breeze of happiness, touch
her
Take her by the shoulders, tell her she was beautiful
Without a shame you never paid that at her age won't use you all
She never finished school
the last laugh
Bet you that my funerals packed
And the tune you all blast is my crew's shit
New shit or old it don't matter
Bold I get swole in the zone
there's a sequel.
How it is, how it should be, what it's not, what it could be,
Why it is and why it will always be,
Greed, personal gain, let me put you
you've shown me
[Chorus:]
All I can think of are ways to wast my time with you
All I can dream of is space that should be filled by you
Somehow you seem
tonight
Sayin' Lord don't let that killer nigga take my life
But the reaper breathe death and he came to visit
Layin' shaking with his bacon, hot fry
up so i ain't worried about u catching me Was tought don't 2 talk about shit so i ain't worried about a snitch Now i can do like my big homies use 2 do
of your lips
Let me have it
Baby, I'm an addict
Oh, no, I can't resist
Your touch, your fingertips, like no other
We're perfect for each other
Oh, so
I can't seem to get you off my mind, my baby
The boys will roll their eyes as we go strollin' by
It's not so hard to see, they all envy me
And everything changed
[Chorus]
And I don’t know how I got by
How I survived life living without you
Know now what I was missin’
‘Cause I’ve wanted to kiss
Romeo
Too early seen unknown, and known too late
Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much
For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch
Well,
Aye what Jodeci say
(Don't talk jus listen)
It's time to get nasty
Gone and lay back ima spread them legs uont gotta ask me
Turn yo phone down better
hands in his pockets
Heart on his sleeve
And his soul under lock and key
I believe, I believe, won't you help me with my unbelief
I believe, woah oh I
between
Myself and a hardened place
Of course I must save face
Assured and at peace with these sounds
I don't want to let you down
Meditating on these in
This feeling inside my heart won't let me be
The way to you is locked and I don't have the key
Oh God I wish I could see your beautiful smile
If only
in the kitchen, call me Isaac Hayes
You can walk on by, it ain't nuffin I can't buy
I ain't Jadakiss, I dont need to ask why
Curtis Mayfield with
sold a stone
Instead he toils away to get by
Like me he disagrees with
The standard kobold crowd
Embracing the snobby lives that
Our stone's prices allow
Eyes cold
Ice cold
I'm so fascinated by the way your taking me on
Ya ya
Your a angel frozen in this moment say you won't lie
Ya right
Too
Cool
you'll be airing
It's all fake love and fake trust
Fake fucks, they don't make love
Take drugs in the night clubs
See the pain flood
Is there a cure for
Since our Hi, Can't lie.
Because you see,
The eye of my hurricane, the existence of her essence!
So don't mind me, dancing hand in hand under the rain,
I do believe you don't need any proof
But that won't give me any truce, now
You see that nothing can appease me all the same
That's why I stand aloof
but never lift my hat)
And if I've bored you stiff with this riff about my penis
I wouldn't let a little thing like that come between us
And if
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