Lyrics:
knock them dead
Every time like Ali
Playing this on your way to work in traffic
Taking selfies for the gram keep snapping
Self employed making moves boss
from all sin of men
They`ll try to pull you in
And then they`ll tear you down (into tears)
You`re given gold but not a look in your eye
Are we locking
All my little bad bitches in here
If you came to get ratchet, say "yeah"
Baby, touch your toes
We can get freaky, have an episode
Tell me is ya with
in hand[00:20.46]And when I first see your eyes[00:25.64]When you first greet me with your glowing light[00:30.38]I hope I'll fall for you at first
Sometimes I wake up by the door
That heart you caught must be waiting for you
Even now, when we're already over
I can't help myself from looking
white angel wings
Will you meet me someday past the sunset?
Known by the known, the dreamers of the dream
And stich by stitch, we work to tear the seam
about the miles I've traveled
Late at night when the trains pass by
Over the squeal of the brakeman, over the burning of the coal
There's a fire in
an old friend I know
Stops by to say hello
Would I still see suspicion in your eyes?
But here we go again
Asking where I've been
You can't see these
aside
Now I got a clear sight, sound mind
The Lord is all mine
Life is all mine
If you see me shine
It's cause I been in His presence
Feel like Moses when
was chosen from the day we were born
You cursed us with damnation baptised by the hate of your loving god
Separation
Segregation
Tear us apart in
Oh yeah oh yeah oh
Oh yeah oh yeah oh
Live for today, we'll dream tomorrow
We've got big plans in sight
We'll take this city and by nightfall
house
To them niggaz down by the store
When niggaz say they like me
That's the same motherfuckers in the game that tried to shice me
Mama say boy you have
position # 1 for 3 weeks in 1975
-Words and Music by Curtis Mayfield, Calvin Carter, and Jerry Butler
-charted in 1960 at # 7 as "He Will Break Your
in your sight.
Take him by the hand.
I ask nothing else for myself,
Just watch over that young man.
You see, he's always been my lucky child
So I'm
best not lost sight, I'm the king in real life
Waitin, waitin, waitin, waitin', waitin'
Stayin', stayin', stayin', stayin', stayin'
Waitin, waitin,
See me no sweeter, When death is so harrowing
Hole in your heart be ate by the hollow tree
Bleaching your spirit no hollows will follow me
Call on my
When I'm alone, when I'm all cold at night
The smile you gave felt warm on my side
I cry, happily by your arms
Your eyes said every words
Baby it's
when I lay in your arms at night I wasn't thinkin' about your degrees
I couldn't understand the lack of your concern
For all my tears when you told me
of that, the fighter can no longer go to the field
Is the mother proud of her child's photo frame in her hand, is the mother happy or are there tears in
your life
If ya grow or if ya fade
They will take anyway
Who are you to lose sight
Of the blessings in your life
I got a lot of blessings
Been counting
the tears,
He's a living testament, to the strength of the soul,
c survivor's spirit, that'll never grow old.
(Verse 2)
He was just a young boy, when they
off in
To keep it real the deal was I was mad at them
Up until when
I seen you sitting there
Man this must be rare
Cause your caliber of female's not
at my past
Im really hitting the walls
I drill up hole in the heart
Giving it up i wanna skip it,
The part the one i hated so far
When i be lookin my past
And stitch by stitch we work to tear the seam
One hand in the sky
One on the third rail
Your mind can't be free
When your soul is in jail
So long live
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