Lyrics:
down the Nile
Plague darkness three days long, hail to fire
So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be
I've got heartaches by the number
A love that I can't win
But the day that I stop counting
That's the day my world will end
Heartache number three
three doors down
Here I am just sittin' round
Waitin' on the world to change
Must've blocked the whole game out
All that I could think about was
of the taxi cab tonight
In New York
It's just reached the morning
And you're still in my arms
And we've stopped driving
Down the boulevard
And I just
gallon
Of laxatives by accident just to shit on you has-beens
Had it been for my past tense, I wouldn't be rapping
See these streets made me, broke me
down the Nile
Plague
Darkness three days long, hail to fire
So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be
I've got heartaches by the number
A love that I can't win
But the day that I stop counting
That's the day my world will end
Heartache Number Three
I've got heartaches by the number a love that I can't win
But the day that I stop counting that's the day my world will end
Heartache number three
down
Somehow, I can't seem to find
The quiet inside my mind
3:02
The space in this room has turned on me
All my fears have cornered me here
Me and my TV
runnin'
Your baby by your side told the whole world you're comin'
Work so hard to do what is right
Believed in what you're doin' but so many fights
grabbed him by the throat until he called on me
'Cause my whole world lies waiting behind door number three
Now I don't want what Jay's got on the table
calls me on the telephone
Baby, I'm all alone
By the time I count, one to four
I hear that woman on my door
And In the evening when the sun goes
hair down
Sit by my side
Turn off the T.V.
Put on some music
Pull down the shade
Turn out the light
And love me tonight
Don't think about
By those thighs
You rather have me
In cowboy boots
Saying my name is Clyde
But I don't say sweet nothings
So Sly and devil gleam
Sip your Jim beam babe
the corner.
Close to the end, down by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
III. I Get Up, I Get Down
Anderson/Howe
In her white lace
You
on let go now
Kick off your shoes turn out the light and love me tonight
Now don't you worry we're all alone now let your hair down sit by my side
My kind of crazy world go passing me by
So, let people wonder, let 'em laugh, let 'em frown
You know I'll love you 'til the moon's upside down
mama's front door
Yeah yeah, yeah
I'm at your mama's front door
I had to knock with my knee
Got three crazy kids hangin' all over me
When I sat 'em
of crazy world go passing me by
So, let people wonder, let 'em laugh, let 'em frown
You know I'll love you 'til the moon's upside down
Don't you
I walk down the street people passing me by
They look you up and down
But they don't look you in the eye
I'm just another stranger in my own hometown
got back home to you
Oh to get my fill
Of those California summer nights
The wheels go down
I'm back in town
Three months full of summer
a junkie, fucking with 'ron and cocaine
Slay you both down, better hold down or get clowned
By the world renowned, Cypress compound!
Heavy artillery
and the people are changin'
Now most folks couldn't tell you who their neighbors are
All their guns are loaded, the front doors are bolted
Ain't this ol' world
know you're perfect from
Your head down to your heels
Don't be confused by my smile
'Cause I ain't ever been more for real, for real
So just turn
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