Lyrics:
this way, let me show you a better day
And then you will see the morning will come
And all of your days will be bright as the sun
So all of your
the morning,
Darkness fills my fathers heart.
A distraught David calls at Kathy's house.
"Mrs Wilson something's wrong with Kathy."
"Don't be silly David
Em'
I be blacking out, you could ask them
Everything I spit be sick, gag phlegm
Everything I wear be tailor-made to fit, Giraffe trim
Huh, it seem
know if it's right
But I know it will suffice, yeah
Hoping I don't fall in the same traps
One day I'll be waiting for the payback
Things that I said
the morning
Man i put sauce on everything that's
Really and truthfully what I'm
Here to do today
I'm about to put a little sauce up
On here i'm about to show
stasis
Hold your breath, you may wanna save it
Cause I don't need zero G's for
Your disdain to be weightless
Fire up the turbines, put a little kick in it
saying "You're sucking", ya leech
But I rather show my mindset for this kitsch than be chugging a gallon of pure bleach
Don't get involved in, it's
it, I don't know
Heart calling out, get the cardiac dial-tone
Saying I be jealous, but it's hardly that, I don't know
Feelings in my way, but emotion I
swimming with the sharks now
F*** what you drive, just know you will get parked now
Millzy in this b****, and now I'm on the top now
I used to want
the heart"
"Y'all rambling on, and ain't sayin' nothing"
"I'm busy in the mind"
"I'm a go invent, I think I'll elevate my mental"
(Interlude)
Yo, see
Unlikely. Just keep smiling. Ice get you right b, powerade mix, now she's taking of my white tee. Sipping til all hours of the morning, yawning, baby ignoring
again)
Try try try yea I try to slip on by
But that devil’s gonna pull me in
He's on the prowl
Ooo Ooo Better watch out ya might sell your soul
It’
I'm turning thirteen, and I'm as free as I will ever be
School's closed and noone's tryin to make me hurry
There's no place better in this world
we're lined up in the field by 2
I got homies being lined up in the field by 2
And every time I go to the courts, I'm being judged by my appearance as if
The heart's forever young
There are still roses
In the morning
Still songs to be sung
You say we can be free
The race is still to run
Stick a fork in me
all types of things in this Maybach (Maybach)
Kick off your shoes, relax your feet, while I play that (play what?)
That nineties R&B, yeah, house
will not be manipulated, if you wanna fuck me over better get creative
Best bet Imma fail if you test my patience
Whole life everybody underestimated but
innocent
He deserves everything that he needs to live in it
And this home I made for him is broken
I'm hopin his love for me will never grow thin
It hurts
Better look both ways before you walk across them streets, real talk
Dollar dollar, bill talk
Move by yourself cuz all these other niggas will talk
Never
home Ill be gone and my life will be much better
It's hard enough those days these are games that we play
There's one thing I want you to know now
there's no place for some logic
But you, are more like superheroes in a comic
You can safe someone's day, I promise
'Cause hope is by your side and will
The pain in my heart is getting dosed by joy (what?)
We have no other boy but to bring the B-boy (uh, uh, uh)
There's nothin' on this earth that can
something I prepared for you.
I tried to relax, but being spaced it inspires me back,
When will I be nice, to Katie Price,
The day I see a cage fighter in
the book of revelations
The end of the book but give insight the greatest
This is your disclaimer better heed the warnings
Or be burnt alive by the son
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