Lyrics:
that the man on the radio sings
Is so true, reminds me of you
The way that you know just who I am
When I don't say a word, you still understand
It
today,
Feel tomorrow like I feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
an overview, reaching out to you from this island in the sea.
I don't want to be an island.
I've tried the best I can, but it's hard to be a man and feel
you're the shit nigga, ya smell me?
Shouts out to my nigga NORE
I'll never take another man's glory
Shit don't mix like Shaq and Kobe
Now you know me, I be
blind men don't see
Your man is the devil, but he gave you a ring
So you believe you saw an innocent angel sing
You're the type that ignores the destiny
(It takes two)
They say it's a man's world
Well that cannot be denied
But what good's a man's world
Without a woman by your side
And so I will
masons
Pregnant teens give birth to intelligent gangsters they daddies faceless
Play this, by ya stomach, let my words massage it and rub it
I'll be his
I often sit. I often sit. I often sit and stare at the sea
Stare at the sea. Stare at the sea. I dream
I dream. And hope. And wish
Some things
and turns along the way
But, I still pray for tomorrow,
All my hopes, my dreams
Don't fade away
Don't fade away.
Heaven help a man
Trying to make up
nine lives
And boy walk by
The track of the teeth
Take all the fried fish
They caught in the sea.
Yes, they also got six quarts of
Rum, settin'
to the sea
We sat on the sand and a boy took her hand
But I saw the sunrise as a man
Ten years have gone by since I looked in her eye
But the memory
Artist: Will Smith f/ Tra-Knox
Will:
Ugh, Ugh, I'm comin' (echoes)...
...Watch ya back, I'm comin...
[Man (singing):]
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
clothes you cant tell by the tag
I don't mean to boast and brag but them hoes around you hating
They just waiting on you to slip so I could leave yo ass
BEATIN' I'll just say "let's roll"
I make another record and buy some gold
I keep rhymin' and I do it by myself
I'm like a one man crew, you see I don
known from the Liffy on down to Segu
And I'm known by the name of Little Johnny Doo
Of all the trades a-goin' sure a-beggin' is the best
When a man gets
the seas still dry
Don't blame this sleeping satellite
Did we fly to the moon too soon?
Did we squander the chance?
In the rush of the race
The reason
to Heat it up
I state the stats to stunt, I don't need to front
Make Black history every day, I don't need a month
The survey says, by the streets
talking bout the love
The love of your own
But brother, but brother, but brother, check this out
I still don't understand man, I'm all high off this
can see his ghost explore you
I can feel the sea implore you
Not to pass on by
Not to walk on by
And not to try
Just to let it come
Don't bang
with its back to the sea
O darling don't put your veil over me
From thinking a life was about them when, long
They were the thorn in its side
can see his ghost explore you
I can feel the sea implore you
Not to pass on by
Not to walk on by
And not to try
Just to let it come
Don't bang
so drunk
Baby I don’t really dance but I
Can beat it like a drum
I stumble out the club being
Greeted by the sun
And really fuck a pound cause I
Get
yes
If mama don't know now, she can guess
My, my, yes
All day, all night, Marianne
Down by the sea side siftin' sand
Even little children love
You say there's freedom
Within our nature
Well I don't think you understand
Mother Earth has fallen to Mother Man
The Air, the Sea, the Grass,
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