Lyrics:
fights
It seems so long, those days are gone
Dark nights down Brickfield
On summer nights like a sauna
We always met by the corner light... (Brickfield
this morning, smile with the rising sun.
Three little birds stopped by my window,
Singing sweet songs of melodies pure and true.
This is my message
Tryin' to get my niggas in the den he walked by
Hold his stoony up
Hole in his "Chest" like Cody "Nutt"
Smoking his cess, he blow it up
As if schemed
never
Post the notes of exotics
Take you back to the tropics
'Cuz you led on a tour by the three black prophets
We rock this
Slap you wit' the mo
of silence
Broken by the sound of war
How can we heal
If we keep opening up the sore?
In the news today
I guess we're in for heavy weather
In the world
the bragging and who it's done to
Everyone claims that the times are a changing as theirs pass them by
And everyones's right
Way down beneath all the talk
Publishing)/Matt Muckle
Engineered & Mixed by Matt Vaughn
Mastered by Ted Jensen
LYRICS
How many times must we go down this road till you realize I'm not what
always end up
Falling through those same old crowded rooms.
Me and Sarah Jane,
We had it coming
All the pain,
Walking down the streets,
And finding
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
a book
Building a tower of fear by the river
Building it up
Build it up
Building a tower of fear by the river
Building it up
Build it up
It's been 21
rising
Some bwoy coudda nuh seh we are rising yeh
We are rising we are rising
Some bwoy coudda nuh seh we rising up
Oh my God it's Frilla beatz
chorus: make her say oh my every time i ride by she
like the way the jet black cadillac shine
(ma-make her say)3 (oh my)3
ha yeah i pull up to ya
like
From the sky we look so organized and brave
Walls that make up barricades and graves
Daddy's little empire built by hands and built by slaves
From
(Yeah)
I’m not in the conversation
But I know that I will make it
I'm rising, I'm rising
I have learned from what I've been through
Coming up its just
That Backwood just filled up with a dead man
I been smoking on that Ivory like Redman
I just poured out Cerrone to my dead friends
Can't get trolled
inside
Feel the breeze blow by, I'm getting' you high
Bob Nesta said it best, everything will be all right
Introspect, connect the sects and let this
Excessive cleansing washing away the blood
From your shaking hands
Coughing up filth
It's like nothing is clean when
Your mind still is dirty
a hilltop mansion
So how'd you lose the light?
Was it blown by the wind
In the still of the night?
You're up against the wall
Up against the wall
minute
Who put my Rolex on the radiator
Back like boomerang I'm Dundee'ing it
But you might see me later alligator
In some bally lace ups, with some
Excessive cleansing
Washing away the blood
From your shaking hands
Coughing up filth
It's like nothing is clean when
Your mind still is dirty
blind 'em by
A big ol' fire
A big ol' fire
And one of these days you'll find someone
Who lights you up like the rising sun
But he's been hurt
on the block or locked by the cops
Or shot like Biggie Smalls and Tupac (rest in peace my niggas)
Run it I never fronted
I got my whole crews life
all my myths
Rising and sinking like the waves
With my thoughts wrapped around me
Through a trial of tears
Hidden by disguise
Stumbling in
I´ve got a fever
Come check it and see
There´s something burning and rolling in me
We may not last but we´ll have fun till it ends
Come
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