Lyrics:
to play
On a magic singing street
I know more than you can know
But you never ask to hear
So my voice is gone away
It's been muted by my tears
Yeah - ooooh
who wonder
Sing, sing, sing for all you squander
A mother to her child doesn't count the ways
A father to his child knows the score
The work is done
out Park Town
Big Gator one who made this song
I play it so real, I play it by ear
I don't know what you talkin' 'bout cowboy
But J Prince is real
Who's that knockin' on my door?
It's gotta be a quarter to four
Is it you again, comin' round for more?
Well, you can love me tonight if you want
But
Now the next scene is that by the river
A heartbroken mother and babe
In the harbor lights shine and they shiver
Outcast, soon no one will save
Yeah, yeah!
[Babyface]
Girl you got your busines in the street
Claimin' that your [shit] is weak
Been six months since you've been gone
How come
Mother Mary full of grace
In my weakness, I've lost faith
I've been careless, and I have been warned
And the devil inside me is torn
God bless the men
When we were gone astray
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy
In Bethlehem, in Israel,
This blessed Babe
buddies were gone.
And my man knew only one thing to do, it was getting
Cold there, like it is today,
You know what I'm talking about.
He went down
me late night pacin
I'm tight boot lacin
Mask on like I'm Jason
Shoot up shit like Larry Davis
You play the pulpit like Pastor Mason
Turn cheek
just love your jazzy ways
Doggy Dogg, your love is here to stay
And on and on and on she kept goin'
The bitch been around before my mother's born
I
smokin' my gun, let me see is Albert dyin'
He's my man, and he did me wrong" Frankie and the judge walked outta the stand, and
Walked out side by side
And the tears will be softly wiped away by Mother Newton
Life is here and then it's gone
But she'll always help us through it all
In her nest were two little
today
But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling, hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever get by without
today
But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling, hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever get by without
The army is the only way out for a young black teenager
We'll provide you with housing
We'll provide you with education
We'll provide you with
today
But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling, hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever get by without
And maybe when she's dead and gone I'll get some sleep
Out there on my own I was feeling so alone
Like a poltergeist in the afterlife
Fading by degrees,
Promise me you'll never leave my side
Show me what I can't see when the spark in your eyes is gone
You've got me on my knees I'm your one man cult
beat I eat on I feed on I belong to be and beyond
Beyond what is great get beat on or be gone
My nigga you straight
I catch em like 808 right to his face
behind
Something is luring composedly
into abyss of the horizon
Beams of hope, sparks of the day that’s gone
Constraining tight everything
in the world by
.....
I said "Yooooooo"
What's happenin everybody
Its ya boy Larry
And we live back in the mother fuckin building
You already know
Here with ya boy
just love your jazzy ways
Doggy Dogg, your love is here to stay
And on and on and on she kept goin'
The bitch been around before my mother's born
I
Mother’s mourning, mother’s cry, froze the move of hands of time
Days, weeks, months gone by, waiting God to give a sign
Constant questions in her mind, is
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