Lyrics:
kindly
Ten years old, I was unbothered
Spent my hours in the garden
I was alright
Black album, I've been listening to Jay-Z
Every day, pushin' in my
could he be talkin' 'bout?
I been stayin' outta trouble, shit I bin on the couch
You were workin' on the album, I was listenin' now
Then Doug called,
the rest of our years
The change of address
Change of lent
Change of linen
To hide the shame
The change of mind,
Could change the way you feel
Homicidal, vinyl section, where they always found me
By the motion picture soundtrack with Richard Roundtree on the album sleeve
That's my era shit
Musical
four years to just put out an album, B
See, me and you, we almost had the same outcome, Heath
'Cause that Christmas, you know the whole pneumonia
saw her reflection
In the window of a store
She was talking to herself
Not too simple and not too kind
I walked on by, it was complicated
And it
And it probably always will
Now that time is getting harder to come by
Same arguments are always on our mind
Killed this slowly fading light
And now
a little nigga by the name of Chris
Nobody paid him any mind, no one gave a shit (ahh)
Knowing he could rap, no one lent a hand
So he went about his
wished that I could grab the hands of time
And turn into a man and
Leave that little boy behind
By the time that I'd turned twenty
I longed for that simple
Its never been the same
Taking it day by day
My friends come by to say
You should get over her
But its not that simple
It never was
Had me second
Hey, Em, it's Paul
Uh, I was listening to the album
Good fucking luck, you're on your own
Guess who's back, back again?
Shady's back, tell
and told me, "how long? How long?"
Silenced the voice of my heart now for years
I was perplexed by a fleeting blank stare
Biding my time until courage
Over down on the driveway
Fast forward a couple of years and I'm bumpin' that Sade
Fast forward a couple of more and I'm bumpin' that "My Way"
By
hard for them to swallow
When you got 'em by the balls, their hearts and minds follow
Pay yourself first, that's one of my main mottos
Picture Bill
to the simple minds and keep it complex
Spiritually, mentally, we will connect
We do it intentionally for progress
First is the heart, gotta spread the love
the window of a store
She was talking to herself
Not too simple and not too kind
I walked on by, it was complicated
And it stuck in my mind
She thinks she's
This Time Next Year
WrittenÃ'Â by Babyface, David Foster,
Toni Braxton(2001 from the album Ã'"SnowflakesÃ'")
Performed by Toni Braxton
Verse 1
This
still takin' rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I
takin' rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I try
rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I try to tell them,
Missed the bus on purpose so I could walk that day
Tuesday's Gone and Simple Man Play on in my mind
Sweet Home Alabama, Curtis Loew and One More Time
exploding
Into space one by one.
Takes me to a distant place and time
This is not the first time I have pine.
Puts me in a distant state of mind,
This
still takin rappin for a joke
A passing hope, or a phase with the rope
Sometime I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MC's
I
down memory lane
Logic arrived and he fucked up the game, simple and plain
Never scared to do it different, no two albums sound the same
I got tracks
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