Lyrics:
know the boy'll satisfy you like a toy won't
Yeah, these other dudes playin', but the boy don't
Say it might not work, what do they know?
God, might
that I crave
I can't take it if you see me cry
I long for peace before I die
All I want is to know that you're there
You're gonna give me all your
on God's green earth
My rebirth, my rebirth
Baby, yeah, I mean it's my rebirth, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, baby, come on
Ice cold waters runnin'
Watch out!
I see you on the street, and you walk on by
You make me wanna hang my head down and cry
If you gave me half a chance you'd see
My
answer this too
Love's gonna get ya, you know it's true, life's a bitch true
You best to backtrack and try to act Black and live
Not to be phony
mother always told me
"Rani-rani-rani-rani-rani-rani-rani-rani-rani and codeine
And God damn it, you little motherfucker
If you ain't got nothin' nice
work
Even if you don't get paid for it
Shit, call me the greatest
Don't call up no favours, I call up my saviour
Like thank you God, look at all we
bring that steam drill out on these tracks
I'm gonna knock that steel on down, God, God
I'm gonna knock that steel on down"
John Henry told his
to work but they shut it down
I've got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be found
Yes, and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed
land to the big corporations
What you gonna do when they get it all
He's been rolled for sure treated like a outlaw
Turned down sold out, put out
I don't wanna work in a building downtown
No, I don't wanna work in a building downtown
I don't know what I'm gonna do
Cause the planes keep
All work no play may have made Jack a dull boy
But all work no God has left Jack with a lost soul
But he's moving on full steam
He's chasing
stop making sense we'll figure it out
I walked into this and I don't wanna walk out no, no
Everything ain't gonna be how we like
And what is worth
brother would join right in there
Singin' seems to help a troubled soul
Now one of these days and it won't be long I'll rejoin them in a song
I'm gonna
Whoever we are
Wherever we're from
We shoulda noticed by now
Our behavior is dumb
And if our chances
Expect to improve
It's gonna take a lot more
Than
at you and tell you
How I've done the work of ten to fifteen men
How I've struggled for my money
Sweated blood to get us by, yeah
Well I'm tired of it
I'm gon' work harder (what?)
I'm a survivor (what?)
I'm gonna make it (what?)
I will survive (what?)
Keep on survivin' (what?)
Thought I couldn't
Brown paper bag (yo khaled I'm so focused homie I can see clearly now you all ready know what it is)
Thank god for those days, thank god for those
by being nice
Everything would work out fine
But every time I had change in looks
They had a change in mind
But now the word is out, everywhere I go
I
with Nikes (yeah)
Tequila get her excited (yeah)
It's smoke out the chopper, he tried it (baow)
I let him live 'cause I'm surrounded by tings
And all
I'm gonna rent myself a house
In the shade of the freeway
Gonna pack my lunch in the morning
And go to work each day
And when the evening rolls
to the grave, I'ma put in work
Yeah, uh-huh
All year long bruh, stuck up in my zone all by my lonesome
Pay the role my dues, I brought my own funds
When
And the profile of a Cary Grant,
A superior being
Totally made by hand.
Throw out imperfection,
Mold you section by section,
Gonna make you the ultimate
her?
Grab her by the throat, get your daughter and kidnap her?
That's what I did, be smart, don't be a retard
You gonna take advice from somebody who
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