Lyrics:
was nowhere about.
And here it is Tuesday, ain't had no news.
I got them gone but not forgotten blues.
She's long gone, and now I'm lonesome blue.
people
Fight? Why people cry?
Why are they ahead? Why
Are some not prepared?
Why am I living this way, isn't it unfair?
Good men gone bad, the bad gone
on the left-hand side
Sean gone 'til November, stole Wyclef's ride
Bob Backlund, carjacking, New Jersey driving
Y'all niggas ain't think about rapping 'til you
tremble
But the dreadlocks say, fear not
Stamp foot and flatten a raindrop
For in Bob and his children's temple
It is strictly reality we are dealing
but not forgotten
And in every recollection
That's where my affection strays.
I got a feeling so sentimental
And I see a smile so gentle
When I
away but not forgotten,
And in every recollection,
That's where my affection strays.
I got a feeling so sentimental,
And I see a smile so gentle,
And now it's
Kicking the Beggar.
(The twits are kicking a beggar with a tray)
Simon's there and he's putting the boot in, and not terribly hard,
but he's
And lessons learned are well and good for proverbs and greeting cards
But they're quickly misplaced
Too soon forgotten
By reckless hearts
Do you recall that
your couch
And it's knowin' I'm not shacked by forgotten words and bons
And the ink stains that have dried upon some line
That keeps you in the back
niggas by puttin they trust up in the trenches
Go thru lotta prollems so I face one
I hear a lotta shit but ion say nun
They'll rather hate then run that
a meaningless word
It's there, then it's gone and someone always seems to get hurt
And I wondered for a moment if what he said was true
But I know that he'd think
I wake up fine and dandy, but then by the time I find it handy
To rip my heart apart and start planning my crash landing
I go up, up, up, up, up
persistence
Shootin missile after lyrical missile
Until your mind is blown like the whistle
On a steamship, driftin by on the horizon
A classic scene, but not
gone but not forgotten
Your messages of love will carry on
I've opened up my mind and let you step inside
Your music will sing on until the end
desperately think but its gone so abandon it
leave the page blank in the book right beside my bed
walking down the street have a think and im thunderstruck
not
Don't know you dudes
I'm so Un-Traditional, you so regular, you so basic, you so unoriginal
Not a second go by that I'm not offending you
They say
your couch
And it's knowin' I'm not shackled by forgotten words and bonds
And the ink stains that are dried upon some line
That keeps you in
your couch
And it's knowin' I'm not shackled
By forgotten words and bonds
And the ink stains that have dried upon some line
That keeps you in the back
your couch
And it's knowing I'm not shacked
By forgotten words and boons
And the ink stains
That have dried upon some line
That keeps you in the back
your couch
And it's knowin' I'm not shackled by forgotten words and bonds
And the ink stains that are dried upon some line
That keeps you in
to a-street
And it's knowing we're not shacked by forgotten words and bons
And the ink stains that have dried upon some line
That keeps you on the back roads
passion
Used to medicate to numb the pain we create
Now I levitate the love we inflate
Took my life to a better place
From a day that's gone, but forgotten
away but not forgotten,
And in every recollection,
That's where my affection strays.
I got a feeling so sentimental,
And I see a smile so gentle,
Why people
Fight? Why people cry?
Why are they ahead? Why
Are some not prepared?
Why am I living this way, isn't it unfair?
Good men gone bad, the bad
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