Lyrics:
You are too beautiful, my dear, to be true
And I am a fool for beauty
Fooled by a feeling that because I have found you
I could have bound you too
You are too beautiful, my dear, to be true
And I am a fool for beauty
Fooled by a feeling that because I have found you
I could have bound you too
You are too beautiful, my dear, to be true
And I am a fool for beauty
Fooled by a feeling that because I have found you
I could have bound you too
You are too beautiful, my dear, to be true
And I am a fool for beauty
Fooled by a feeling that because I have found you
I could have bound you too
You are too beautiful, my dear, to be true
And I am a fool for beauty
Fooled by a feeling that because I have found you
I could have bound you too
You are too beautiful, my dear, to be true
And I am a fool for beauty
Fooled by a feeling that because I have found you
I could have bound you too
You are too beautiful, my dear, to be true
And I am a fool for beauty
Fooled by a feeling that because I have found you
I could have bound you too
You are too beautiful, my dear, to be true
And I am a fool for beauty
Fooled by a feeling that because I have found you
I could have bound you too
by His grace that we pulled out the grave
I ain't even dead yet
I know I'll be raised
It's what my God did
I know I'll be straight
So I'm staring
fucking Well
These niggas they cotton
Pillow marshmallow
I'm too concrete
Bitch I'm to shell
We got the gas for the low
But the za for high
93 unleaded
My
taking off your shirt
Well I always had a thing for a woman in a miniskirt
I was walking by, bro was scratching, he been popping percs
I'm just really
And everybody else gets a cake
For their birthday
But not me
There's no special day to celebrate
Cause I'm a Christmas baby
Born on Christmas Day
Overshadowed by
Might spoil the bitch for the thrill
I fuck bitches on million dollars worth of bills
I get it poppin' by all, any means
I hold up my wrist, that's
my bills are paid how am I the slave
I've learned I gotta ignore that voice that makes me feel like I'm burdened
By my privilege and choice, cause damn
Stuck in the gutter
Back in the matrix
I'm working for sunny days (sunny days)
Stuck in the gutter, I'm back
Back in the matrix I'm working for sunny
I wrong if I'm questioning the methods of the fight
How much is my freedom worth if freedom's free for whites
The men I thought were leaders showed
repetition
For me to get my element
Though I have this yellow skin
Doesn't mean I'm separate
From similar testaments
Familiar as it gets
Doesn't mean we are
guy turns it in to wine
I drown my sorrows in the blood red Nile
In my Art Deco treehouse
Funky music's always playing
For the walls are made
one
I'm the only one
Blinded by the love but
I give it all for you
Do everything for you
Cold heart but now for you
In this moment just for two
In this
an X and not a G
I say fuck the police, yo, so now they after me
I'm wanted by the law so I stay low
Representing the pimp, bitches making my dough
No one to talk with, all by myself
No one to walk with, but I'm happy on the shelf
Ain't misbehavin', savin' my love for you
For you, for you, for
I'm another part of you unfolding, explosion
Toes in the fire but my eyes are cold
I'm another part of you unfolding
You know when you're running
who I am
And I don't know who you are
Lately I've been fighting for my life
Sometimes its never fair or right
Lately I've been trying to go far but I'm
trust
It's a buffet for us
Ay huh, They say you are what you eat
I'm yellin bon appetite huh
I kno i'm good as fuck (YES!)
They say you are what you eat
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