Lyrics:
the strings attach to everything
It's twisted and tangled but I've got an angle
On just what makes you swing, hanging by a string
?
She is wearing thin
at the foot of an open sky
Is it by faith, not time
The sun does climb
To light the path for us?
And I can embrace where I'm going
Tomorrow has already
around your house.
Rusty spring uncoils in a baby bottle.
Toddler screams over power the infant death rattle.
Push the little baby down the
Push
He can see with his eyes closed
He'll leave you something to remember him by
Valentine said no way out
No way out and no goodbye
Now you're
of country boys like me
I push that load from here to someday
I'll push as long as I'm alive, but I don't know how long I'll last
'Cause it's just a road,
I bought a brand new airmobile
It was custom made
It was a Flight DeVille
With an outboard motor
And some hideaway wings
Push in
dig it?
You fed, you dead, see red
My lead, yo head, I fed
Like you shit
I got rhymes push that shit like weight
My nigga Lincoln help me navigate
Rosanna's down in Texarkana
Wanted me to push her broom
Sweet Eileen's in Abilene
She forgot I hung the moon
And Allison's in Galveston
Somehow lost her
you're wearin' them
Citified high heels
I can tell by your giant step
You been walkin' through the cotton fields
Oh, you're so down home girl
He's a ruthless opportunist
And he motivates by greed
He's just the way his father was
And that we sure don't need
with a remote control
We travel by train
Through every phase
I'm shaking off a lifelong haze
On a mountainside
At your beck and call
Rewind the moon
brilliant minds.
It's being asked by every body from Obama, to Glenn Beck.
They all want to know why there's a warning,
on them little blue pills
When
I'll sacrifice for you dedicate my life for you.
I will go where you lead always there in time of need.
And when I lose my will you'll be there to push
March, push
Blood and tears grease the gears
March, push
Just move forward, don't fall back
March, push
Give your life to the cause
March, push
Do
me step inna di club
Selecta, tun it up inna di sub
Music a bounce and lyrics by di tons
And mi high grade sent from above, me tell dem
Watch out
A world of difference
A world so out of touch
Overwhelmed by everything
But wanting more so much
Call it blind frustration
Call it blind man's
dodger
Come cool kind of fool who can slide on by
There's a whole lot of art in sadness
So make it worth your while if you're gonna cry
Let it out -
don't push me cause i'll fall in love
with whatever you just said
don't push me cause i'll fall in love
with the way you wear your head
out in
I had a talking book
Filled with buttons you could push
Containing looks and sights, your touch
Your feel, your breath, your sounds, your sighs
to testify
Born in a depression
Born out of good luck
Born into misery
- In the back of a truck..
I'm telling you this mister
Don't be put off by looks
eyes fixed straight ahead
They ride the line of balance and hold on by just a thread
But it's too hot in these tunnels, you can get hit up by the heat
Don't be cautious, don't be kind
You committed, I'm your crime
Push my button anytime
You got your finger on the trigger, but your trigger
Ugh, what up y'all?
Yeah (Soundtrakk, what's poppin', baby?)
Y'all ain't know
I go by the name of Lupe Fiasco
Representin' that First
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
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