Lyrics:
jigga put me on game i need a billy nigga
The chairman mixed with jeff fort
We do the entrees now and then the main course
Soaking up game that's more
that weed.
Probation officer not what I need.
But the state and the judge man they both disagreed.
Am I too early? Am I too late?
Destiny calling
of who I was before
You promised forever
So why am I the one who can't move on
When you said you need space
I gave you all the vacancy
You needed
or needs some money
Our words are dry, so measured and polite
I can't believe we were married
That we were wed
Now maybe if I'm with someone you come
What I need is a horse and meadow
A fireplace for snowy days
Some cherry blossom outside my window
A little hope to light my way
What I want is
The Rock's, thanks ladies, and more kind words
Grandmother said (Be polite, eat mine first
So I sat down, tried her, she looked quite glad
Had a strange
I don't love you anymore
We've all heard those words before
Somebody takes your heart and then
Leaves you the pieces
Lying shattered on the floor
I discover the wheel and watch the buildings go by
You talk a little soft, turn off the radio
I just want to hear all the past times
The rushed
your heart
Is so poorly wired
Don't you get angry
Don't you get quiet
I just don't know
Why you keep on lying
As time goes by
Know I should just
at the harbour
When I need you
Let us find a piece of peace
Let us breathe the breeze of the seas
Let us get out of our confession chairs and find relief
our hands of this and watch you drift away. We need the last word. Don't let him go. He seems to be getting away. Ready? Aim. Fire. Go for the throat.
Six Part Invention
All This Time
I lie awake
Thinking of the days gone by
Wishing that you're still here with me, baby
I was wrong
And now you're
Words & Music by Greg Sczebel
© 2006 Greg Sczebel/Soultone Publishing (SOCAN)
So you got a Lexus
And you flex this
Every single chance you get
the record straight
(You can't trust anyone)
And I don't need to fit your mold
Because I do what I want, while you do what you're told
How does it feel to be
I want to be the moonlight forever
a restless light in your soul
open my wings in a hideaway in your heart
be the mystery shared by the Galaxy
Between you and me
Your eyes glued to the ground
The few destinations I’ve joyfully reached
Were by holding the map upside down
So if you’re a mountain I
STOP - You can't break your word
I beg you to stay
We can work this out
Stop - please don't walk away
STOP - You can't open that door
You can
Time, I spend thinking
What we shall say
Pulses withhold
Our eyes give away
I know we both harbor
A need for true words
The kind that do last
I need a "v" as in victim, which is just what I am
An "e" for education 'cause I just don't understand
How could I give you the best I got
And it
(Weh di rudebwoy dem deh?!) Yo yo
I hit 'em then split 'em then cut 'em then gut 'em and gag 'em (Uh huh)
Approach us like clowns get hit with
pass me by
If I fail to give the best of me
If I'm never really listening
Who am I then? Who am I then?
If I can't seem to measure up
Would it ever
There are no words I have to say
In this moment
You're asking me if I'm okay
But I need time to process
All these things that make me lose my
the packages
More than Jeff Bezos are you the man? Grrr
His face showin’, he need a rescue pack
I'ma call up Diego
Kick door, move, what happen?
I’m charged up
He said I woke up and I was twenty five
With a job I didn't want, but I guess it got us by
Got married young, had a son in a house in the town I
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