Lyrics:
look pretty."
(I tell you, girl, you look pretty)
A butterfly in the city I've never touched before
When I call you by your name
You're like a kid
gone for the day, I'm by myself
Buckets of throw up are next to my computer
Hoping that they show up 'cause what I'm about to do to 'em
Would make
I have heard of a land on the faraway strand,
’Tis a beautiful home of the soul;
Built by Jesus on high, where we never shall die,
’Tis a land where
hands
I'm the horizon and there is not another land
There's not another land
Your eyes they breath like a fire that will never grow cold
Your diamond
to antoin my private chef
First we'll eat crab legs, by candlelight
Then sip wine by the fire for the rest of the night
And if the time is right, I'll ask you
Her feet tell the story of love and pain
a constant journey in the rain
shes a gypsy
the dirt on her nails are from different lands
and from each
But I love it when you call me, ay
I wanna make you part of my story
Never seem to bore me, ay
Tryna keep my head on straight
It's a story for
need to spread the truth
Jesus is the answer
I never would've made it without you
Lord please give me the strength to just finish my race
I'm so tired
here
2: Clothes Of Sand
Who has dressed you in strange clothes of sand,
Who has taken you far from my land,
Who has said my saying were wrong,
and raised by hypocrites
Hearts recycled but never saved
From the cradle to the grave
We are the kids of war and peace
From Anaheim to the Middle East
We
don't care
(I don't care)
Everyone's so full of shit
Born and raised by hypocrites
Hearts recycled but never saved
From the cradles to the grave
as the Bahamas, and honestly, that's my plan
They can try and take me down
But I promise that I'm never gonna land unless I wanna
Every other rapper's obsessed
came home, back at it
Same fork was faithful, we catch a body, let the Ace pour (brr, brr, brr)
Hit the brick with a Claiborne kick, rock a Liz
true
(wait)
(just wait)
They sleeping on the kid
(bedtime story)
Laying in the bed
(bedtime story)
Never get a chance
(bedtime story)
Where you
of why we live on the land
Oh how I remember I'll never forget
A time long ago A time that feels so long ago
Better get home grandma
You left your shower
Here we go, here, here we go again
Trayvon'll never get to be an older man
Black children, they childhood stole from them
Robbed of our names
wish so I keep my face smiling(haha)
Them say man is broke but I'm out here balling
I live my life a G so I say to their face
Ma story too long but time
never can be told
c king of nothing blown around by barren winds
Surrounded only by the ruins of his past
My anger crumbles down the walls that still
I played it off, stopped and I bought a Guinness Stout
Now was she shy, she didn't walk by
She came in the store then she even said hi
Curiosity
since the other 90's was better suited for that biz
Back when Dick was fuckin' Liz
Before soda pop had fizz
Don't blame it on a jockstrap full
a struggle
Live it your way
Ever since you left us
I've been thinking bout Your Name
All the stories that you had will Never Be The Same
I know that I'll be
the canvas
I'm kicking the melody
I came back for land deeds and legacies
I was born by the river with a flow and a fade
And a whole tribe of my ancestors
I do
royal, I be thinking bigger
I'm not talking Liz, I be thinking about Queen Nzinga
It is what it is from the land of the Zambezi river
God got me, I read
the greatest love story
That's never been, never been, never been
Never been easy
It's a new feeling I'm finding
Where the hell have you been hiding?
We'll tell
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