Lyrics:
dreams are not enough
Sometimes you need to reach out...
After all the years gone by and the lovers I have known
There's still an empty space
Time can
Like a verbal seduction when
Seduction when I tell 'em girls on the floor
I don't know, man
Just feels like (right now), we're a lot different
when the family feuds
Can we choose to put aside all the zany news
I got a plan to sell a couple of albums and buy a house by the ocean
If you're a day
I don't know why this world keep turning (yes man)
Round and round
(As the world turns we all experience things in life)
But I wish it would stop
friends gather round
For the wedding photo
But here we are barely five years on
An' our whole world's fallin' apart
All the plans we had together
Up
forever
In my dreams you're with me
We'll be everything I want us to be
And from there, who knows?
Maybe this will be the night that we kiss for
Other
Get down or lay down Ya heard!
No publishin' for niggas
I know y'all niggas wonderin, like,
When them niggas gone stop? (come on)
We got a date
try to tell them, "We're all in this together!"
My album was raw because no-one would ever
Think like I think and do what I do
I stole the show,
to tell them, "We're all in this together!"
My album was raw because no-one would ever
Think like I think and do what I do
I stole the show, and then I
"We're all in this together!"
My album was raw because no one would ever
Think like I think and do what I do
I stole the show, and then I leave without
creatives here
We’re all born artists
Some people are artists of business
Some people are artists of composition
We were taught to hide our black
Fingernail
daddy, Mr. Ray Cash
I'd like to bring up a gentleman who's got something to say to Johnny Cash
This gentleman you all know, the associate warden Mr.
for men who weren't how they appeared, yeah
Trapped up on a tightrope now we're here, we're free
Fallin' all in you
Fast forward a couple years,
Spirits of all who lived before
Take our hands and lead us
Fill our hearts and souls
With all you know
Show us that in your eyes
We are all the same
gave the orders
To drop the bomb, we want to know
Who gave the orders
No refugees across the borders, yeah
Questions asked with no response, ey,
there's whites, separated by the green
After five hundred years, think we play for the same team
Smokescreen, make the president a black guy
It ain't no
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
Three-peat, off the cuff, just for fun
Just for the summer, just for all the homies
But we actually out here recording this album
It's going to be my last
me go?
I took my love down to violet hill
There we sat in snow
All that time she was silent still
Said if you love me
Won't you let me know
it's time to tell the world
The British are coming
The British are coming
The British are coming
This is the destiny of all mankind
We will shake off
to these answers that we lack?
Or are we guided by the hope of some brilliant flash?
Tell me, tell me how long will this sobriety last?
Who's
right or what's wrong?
All we know is that the feelings are strong
Who's to say what's right or what's wrong?
It all depends which side you are
die, genocide the cause
Expect a blood bath, the aftermath is y'alls
I told you, last album, we need help 'cause we dyin'
Give us a chance, help us
[Puff Daddy]
Oh shit (what's that man)
I don't know kid, I think it's a party going on
Oh it's the remix
Check it, yeah muthafuckas
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