Lyrics:
hurt my soul seeing ya coffin tears in my eyes
Sitting by ya grave looking ask the lord why ?
Seeing ya name on the stone it hurt me and the guys
This
Brian Holland-Lamont Dozier-Edward Holland, Jr.
It's hurting me, it's hurting me
This doubt is hurting me.
So remove this doubt
From my heart
a fat man
Said that she in love wait what is that man
Tell me some new tell me what you know
Ice cold yeah my heart like snow
Yeah she cute but I heard
What Christmas Can Do For Love
Don Rosler, Gary Schreiner
Performed by Mike Harvey
There were places we’d meet
In those chilly November weeks
I just graduated from high school and man, was it an experience! I had fun and got all the way to my 12th grade year and was rocked by a worldwide
it was the
Nights of being homeless
That made me this
Trif and hopeless
In the late night
Putting lives in focus
My eyes is open
Bloody tears
along on tour
Just to have a good time
Or paying Calamity Jane five-thousand
Dollars to be heckled
By twenty thousand macho boys in Argentina
Or asking my
a couple bars good rhymes kind of mood
Rhythm kind of raw with the heart of feud
Family hardly Harvey ever talk over food
In the same room add flame
stitch in my leather pockets full of cheddar
Smoke sticky, icky, icky, icky
We drank absolute cristal for breakfast
New whips come out I puts it
We the people deserve the best in life
No selling out, no sacrifice
We the people, united here we stand
To live tax free, by our old man
And I
only find pride in Sitting gorgeous /
Shit , my mind is on living enormous huh
Risking it all going all In/my inner child keep calling , I still want
Time, uh
I'm always getting beat by Father Time
Everybody got they own lives
Fuck up out mine
Never showed care, or spoke a true word
Thought it was
and made 'em dance, Chris Brown, Michael Jackson
My heart goes out to Young Chop, in the industry they gon' blackball him
I sold hard with the gun cocked,
Harvey Fuqua gassed up his car
Believed his sound
And took him down to Motown y'all
That's where it all happened
Success in the palm of his hand
But
and make another rose
Pain is life I guess I suppose
Daddy hear my heart look either way its yours
I wanna make a dance
And then take a bow
I wanna open up
know that you did it well
And that my older brothers smiling in his prison cell
And even when he can't call me to say hello
Know that he can hear me
way
Look in my face and see tear drops I got that shit tatted cause I wear my heart on my jacket
I put my heart in a box and buried it
Can't show
huggin' the watch
I'm nice with the flow man
But I'm getting paid from the blow man
Shit, I'm stuck in the spot
Hook
J.R. Writer:
Better have my money
living by the sword like its medieval
Rosary hanging from my neck like a catholic going to cathedrals
Getting stoned smoking sour diesel
U haul i got moves
they be running things
Grab ahold
This rush game is gold
My hand would never fold
The separate item that's sold
My life live it in bold
Seeing me when
of these [?] get blown
Most of my people is gone, most of my life I did wrong
I'm in the gutta' hoe where most of my partna's alone
All of dem live by
in my heart from when my mans died
All I gotta say is check the score we winning by a landslide
Can't be out here, lackin' that's, that shit that got
Brian Holland-Lamont Dozier-Edward Holland, Jr.
It's hurting me, it's hurting me
This doubt is hurting me.
So remove this doubt
From my heart
lonely heartache
My heart bleeds - love me lady
Come, take a chance on love
Watch out - (it's) 5:30 in the morning,
Get out of bed and then I join
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