Lyrics:
Sometimes when I get in this mood
And I'm needing you deep down within
Just the touch of your hand
And the smile on your face
Makes me wanna live
need
Ooh, baby, we're a dying breed
From the coveted touch of a girl in love
I was lifted by the sound of a spirit in need
Baby, we're a dying
say or do
I'm only just beginning
To see the real you
Both: Sometimes when we touch
The honest is too much
And I have to close my eyes and hide
I wanna
water
Not at all could you find it
But you see I be VIP
Hit the club don't need ID
We stepped in when we leave like three
She came with you but leave with
R
O
C
K
Mafia
Creation shows me what to do
I'm dancing on the floor with you And when you touch my hand
I go crazy, yeah
The music tells me what
We can't always both be right we sometimes disagree
But you've got the right to speak your mind and it's the same with me
When the anger's at an end
can start to dance
Sometimes when we talking words
Drowned on by the sound
Let's get back to touch, and we'll get back on solid ground
Let's
man
In my opinion only hope that we kinda
Have left is music and vibrations
Lot a people don't understand how important it is, you know
Sometimes I
can start to dance
Sometimes when we talking words
Drowned on by the sound
Let's get back to touch, and we'll get back on solid ground
Let's
beatin' up the Ike like I was Tina Turner
We was loadin' up the Glock and fillin' up the hearses
Now I'm preachin' like it's Sunday, tryna teach
I feel you breathe (I feel you breathe)
It's like the world just disappears when you're around me, oh
'Cause the way that we touch is something
The way you touch me when you lay by my side
That look in your eyes when we make love
Makes me hate myself for what I'm thinkin' of
[Chorus]
Got an old dog, it don't like me much
That thing starts to bark his head off every time we touch
Sittin' on the porch listenin' to the radio
We
Don't the hours grow shorter as the days go by
We never get to stop and open our eyes
One minute you're waiting for the sky to fall
The next
the honky-tonk's fantasy
Tina Turner, the living legacy
And she's still got you tripping off the legs you see
Another chick they used to beg to see
Was Josephine
which fish to fry
Me Deeg and Peter on this boat
We know
Real eyes realize real lies
I know real guys who kill guys
When it's meal time
Not a thug but I
see us
We must leave dust behind
Emcee’s duck, deduct, revenue declined
When we touch down like
A Running Back’s grind
Can you keep up or keep away for
skippin' class, gettin' high
Fat Turner we were walkin', I remember you was talkin'
'Bout this lick we was supposed to hit and turn us all to bosses
So
needles
On the rise, teen suicide, when we will realize
We've been desensitized by the lies of the world
We're oppressed and impressed by the greedy
Whose
a ball tonight."
And hoping you'd come through
And many others, too,
And all the friends we used to have in days gone by,
I'm wondering
If you'll take
little something I've said
Can't you see you're the keeper of my heart
Even when I lose my head
We've still got it good no matter how bad it gets
a ball tonight."
And hoping you'd come through
And many others, too,
And all the friends we used to have in days gone by,
I'm wondering
If you'll take
in fine dust
''cause we
Haven't got a home to go to
Touch me
On the back seat, on the top deck
Talk dirty
On the back row
Can you feel me
Don't you never forget, Jigga got this shit poppin'
I pulled out the pot when we was outta options
Gangsta no live in a tenement yard
Rude boy no
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