Lyrics:
Meet me in the middle
Cause a little ain't enough for me
We could take it step by step
But holdin' my breath
Ain't the way that I wanna be
If we take it
trust none a dem dem
When dem chat behind yuh back and a call themselves friends
Yuh nuh see seh dem middle name a deceiving
Ayo I see it in your face b
and adoration
Still in awe by how amazing
Oh still in awe by how amazing
Mh mh baby you are
Uh yeah baby you just give it to me right
Love me in the middle
and he owes me money!
Do you know Joan?
She's a bank teller
She gets it on with this husky feller
I seen them the other day down by the YMCc
They
and he owes me money!
Do you know Joan? She’s a bank teller
She gets it on with this husky feller
I seen them the other day down by the YMCA
They were
Bitch I'm popping pills and potions got yo bitch right by my side
Two three bitches in the crib they gon' stay the fuckin night
Got that ice on my
take a stand like Rosa Parks
Even when you're sitting down, keep the flame like Joan of Arc
Show em' that we lit as hell, God-speed, I wish you well
In
readin' Stephen King, Joan Collins ain't my thing
Whenever I got beef, I give [Name] a ring
I cool with Walter and Lumumba in an Aero Star
Yo Wise,
Ugh As If
Naif in the kitchen going crazy
On a wave
Surfs up!
I got beach babes
Mm turn me up
Yeah!
I'll get with you right away, don't you worry
Now
told tight
Slow wine in the middle of the night
If loving you is wrong I don’t want be right
Trust me baby I go do you right
Shawty by my side we getting
that sometimes, the shit ridiculous
One hand in the air, if he don't really care
Middle finger in the air, if you don't really care
It's like that
Written by Joan Osborne & Louie Perez
Can you see me rising since your disappearance safe to say
That I've regained myself
Sleeping like a baby
I get my pocket tapped Goodz
Ya Grape is in the street 'cause
Like Suge my pockets fat Goodz
Ya squad not strapped Goodz
Them guys by ya side will
you go
In the middle of night
Keep you right by my side
I'm never turning
Let's just take it slow
When you're out of my sight
I think that I see
Rolling down the windows, feel the breeze
Sitting on the floor, can't rest, can't keep a peace
Traces of gutters in the middle of the mountain
We
the middle of the map
At the bottom of the state
There's a bend in the river
Like a pocket in a safe
That's our spot
That's our place
That's our spot
That's
the middle of
A breakup breakdown
Gettin' nowhere tryin' not to think about
Where she is right now
I don't know, all I know is it's goin' south
Like
caught up in the middle, nowhere near, yet closer all the time
Don't give up, at least we're in the middle, hope is all we need to get by, right now
I
mean
I said “what a slap in the face”
Then she got sick and lost her hair
And then her partner died of the same thing.
My mom survived, but we lost Joan
slap in the middle of the square. This was followed by five or six others, though we didn’t wait to see them burst.
Narrator:
In fact there had been
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
The changing of the guard is sparked by our own Joan of Arc
Emma come please take our guns
Take our guns
We don't need them
Emma come please take our guns
Take
The changing of the guard is sparked by our own Joan of Arc
Emma come please take our guns
Take our guns
We don't need them
Emma come please take our guns
Take
The changing of the guard is sparked by our own Joan of Arc
Emma come please take our guns
Take our guns
We don't need them
Emma come please take our guns
Take
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