Lyrics:
not be drowned)
By your thoughtless scheming
So you can try to tear me down (try to tear me down)
Beat me to the ground (beat me to the ground)
I
not be drowned)
By your thoughtless scheming
So you can try to tear me down (try to tear me down)
Beat me to the ground (beat me to the ground)
I
shame
Another thug nigga killed in the dope game
Young black men dropping like flies
I seen the tears running down
His baby momma's eyes
An epidemic that
a little kid
Searching for identity in '63
Heard it on the radio
On a cold December night
It came burning down the air waves
Like a savior's
ain't magic it's aerodynamics
And now that you peeping the visual
Bet you can see he ain't typical
I paint the picture so vivid that
If you close your
hit my agent
No more weed, I put that down with all my friends that wouldn't make it
All my friends is killers and robbers, some of them couldn't shake
We ain’t even had to break to start healing
It’s self - destruction when we killing each other
Why you rather tear down then help your brother
dance like bachata
ARP from New York it go "Gra Gra"
Walk down look at his face fuck a Drive by
Fuckin' on yo bitch now she mine say "bye bye"
These
on over the expanse, losing the light
By the end my dad's life had become an unbearable chore
No magic pill able to change the fact his head was a war
When
Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry,
And I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky.
And the tears that I cried for that woman are
The fabric be defying fate
The fabric be defying fate
How you grasp it is defined by grace
How you grasp it is defined by grace
He look like Credo
breaking all the rules
But he's got that blue magic, supply and demand fools
Tuco's on a roll, he's got that fire
Living on the edge, his life's a tight
the blues, surely don't have a thing to lose
Oh darling it's these blues that really make you move
Doin' the hang on Beale Street, there's music blasting out
the kitchen
its next to the bread
I just wanna sit down n get it straight from the thumb
I just need the kitchen the water come from the son
I been on a mission
feel it
From within the magic came
With my voice the mountains rose
With my breath came lovely air
With my tears the rain fell down
With the rain
and she's down with The Roots crew, and she go by
The name of Miss Jill Scott
I want y'all to put y'all hands together
Uh, uh, say what? Give it up
Crooked minds have gone astray
Have they never learned from yesterday?
Only a fool would wear the crown
One day the kids will tear it down
If your day is upside down
And you're feeling kind of blue
A mouthful of magic words I know
Could make you feel brand new
Giggle Wiggle Tickle
on the floor
Sweat and tears by the door
From dancing
It's a beautiful sight
Everybody's getting down tonight
Don't worry about last call
Everybody's
group home bids
Drove pass and it didn't exist
Roll a blunt instead of shed a tear about it
In and outta houses now I move around like a falcon
Cut
Queen, roll it on.
Take that woman on down to New Orleans, New Orleans.
Go on, I've had enough; dump my blues down in the gulf.
She loves you, Big
for blues clues
Ima let him do his dance
Cause he ain't bullet proof
A sukka died let's get high
Boy you shoulda knew aye
Aye aye
It's a damn shame
I
lost upstate
Autumn leaves fallin' down like pieces into place
And I can picture it after all these days
[Pre-Chorus]
And I know it's long gone and
That
Get it get it
Get it in Monday
Break it down the same day
1st on Thursday
Gone by Wednesday
Get it in Monday
Break it down the same day
1st
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