Lyrics:
Your life is not my job so here's my 2 weeks sayonara
I Tried to meet you in the middle
But They would rather keep procrastinating so I'm taking off
I
here
I taste the salt in the air and your sweater that I sleep in
I dream about us riding bikes at sunset by the ocean
Those were cutie days, lazy
taboos
We create the world around us
God is every living soul
Science, spirituality
Will have to meet along the way and
We need new drifts, another view
sports or anything really i
Felt neglected by my family
Growing up as well i've had
Many ideas that always felt
Superior compared to others, I
Knew that my
scared to step to me, yo
Or the things Marley does in the studio?
I drop science as if I was Butterfingers
And I know there's not another singer
In
just weed money, the more, the merrier
[Chorus: singer]
They call me the Superman lover
Said, they call me the Superman lover
Yeah, plus I'm
On a winter night by full moonlight
Two horses and an open sleigh
Take a ride, a cowboy and his bride
Stop for friends along the way
The time is
get him right now, yo, us, us, right here, yo
Us, yo, nobody else, we gonna get him, yo
(listen, listen, listen son)
[Tragedy] Listen, listen - Yo,
the sexy singers that I wanna sex
I'd probably go to jail
For fuckin Patti Labelle
Ooh Regina Belle, she'd probably do me swell
Jasmine Guy was fly
pistol gripper
Isn't a life for me
I'd rather grip mics and undo girls zippers
But not them ho girls, meet me after
The showgirls, but take it slow girls
voice and tell the people treat us fair
Warring in the streets tell them soldiers to meet us there
Out in the open all alone, I felt the coldest air
to come to the back
They got the people in office
The crackers that had us in chains
They make the laws, they goin' hard
Dang, they even started a gang
some fun
You here wit me layin in the sun
Need someone to swoop me up
Aint got no plans so let's meet up
Let's meet up girl
Let's meet up
I can
the block just me and my mini-me
Did it and lived it, grinded here
Cops fillin' wit' my projects find it yeah
Not only was I in the game, I was gifted in
The playing fields of Eton
Have made us frightfully brave-
And though if the Van Dycks have to go
And we pawn the Bechstein Grand,
We'll stand
By
prepared cause here comes the Klan
Now my great great Grand, was hung on a tree
by the colored man -- you probably know him as a white man
I seen a Oprah
jeans
White polo, and gray Vans for green onesies
I wouldn’t have believed this shit myself
I had to talk to the prison psychiatrist
When I got here i
And if you ever fall
Know that I'm right here
We'll always be together, don't you worry
I'll always be by your side, don't you worry
The circle will
I’ll stand here by your side.
My soul cries out that this is where I belong.
Through all of the laughter and through all the tears.
Through all
I am oh so fascinated,
I am oh so entertained,
Standing here like a comedian,
I repeat what I say, again and again and again
until the meaning has
all I got now
So until we meet again
I'll be here knowing you got angel wings on
I'll be here just wishing you'd walk right back in
I'll be here
at least you by my side (Yeah)
Shorty from the west
And I'm southside
Ain't supposed to work
but I'm here right now
Came up from the dirt
Top tier right now
the wind
Passed the threshold
Salt water washed the sins
Here in a home by the sea
Is where I want you to be
Where sand and water meet
In a home by
Whoa, ohh
Be what You've always been
Refiner, the Refiner
Whoa
If the altar's where You meet us
Take me there, take me there
If what You need
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