Lyrics:
John Stewart
Chorus:
I hope you understand I've a long way to go. Hope you understand because I told you so.
Well, as the people say, I will be
carved upon the tombstone
I promised you before you died
Our love will bloom forever, darling
When we rest side by side
I hear a voice out in the darkness
around who tell you that they know
The places where they send you, and it's easy to go
They'll zip you up and dress you down
And stand you in a row
But
all falls down
And we almost drown
Will they still send help?
I guess it's every man for himself
Where in the world you gonna go
Who in the world
on easy street
Where too much never seems to be enough
We're not the same two people far away
From all the days when the times were rough.
Including
don't know)
Where's the truth, y'all? Come on
(I don't know)
Where's the love, y'all?
People killin', people dyin'
Children hurtin', you hear them
long as a log
Mask is off, nothin' to lose, classy guards, send school
Run up a check and run your mouth
We run you down
Run The Jewels
Lil Tune
tried to recover the sweet love that we knew
You understand
That my heart can't go on beating without you
Well your loveliness has wounded me
I'm reeling
to the bone
Somehow you'd better go home
Where it's warm
Where you can live in
The love of the common people
Smile from the heart
Of a family man
for days
The people I meet always go their separate ways
Sometimes you tell the day by the bottle that you drink
And times when you're alone, well,
see innocent people die
I sympathize with Jews, I sympathize with blacks
Sympathize with Natives, America's yours if you want it back
Where
don't make you thug
sucker for love catch a slug, nigga
[Method Man]
Suspect chin niggas, no win niggas
send niggas back to go, try again
your man, I'm trying to recover the sweet love that we knew
You understand that my heart can't go on beating without you
Well your loveliness has
heard a bomb was headed your way?
Where would you go, what would you bring
If you heard a bomb was headed your way?
Now what would you do, what would
around who tell you that they know
The places where they send you, and it's easy to go
They'll zip you up and dress you down
And stand you in a row
But
We in the streets, playa, get your mail
It's only two places you end up, either dead or in jail
Still nowhere to go (nowhere to go)
Still nowhere
it in the middle of the road
Neither right nor left, right down that center we go
Don't let our love fall by the wayside like a lot of people I know
you but I'd crush your hand
Because the people in the village know
It doesn't matter where you choose to go
The end's the same
I found some
devastating mic control
You can't touch me with a ten foot pole
And I even made the devil sell me his soul
Now we crash through walls, cut through floors
you but I'd crush your hand
Because the people in the village know
It doesn't matter where you choose to go
The end's the same
I found some
U.N. and O.A.S
They have their place, I guess
But first - send the Marines
We'll send them all we've got
John Wayne and Randolph Scott
Remember
go
Going in blow for blow
Look into the mirror take the punches that I throw
I'm constantly reminded of all the compromises
By the people from
so you tell me you love me too
Wake up in the morning like, "Yo, what the fuck we do?"
I gotta go, bitch, you know I got stuff to do
'Cause if I get
so you tell me you love me too
Wake up in the morning like, "Yo, what the fuck we do?"
I gotta go, bitch, you know I got stuff to do
'Cause if I get
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