Lyrics:
of me
But I spoke too soon
I spoke too soon, I thought I loved you
And it might be true
But I spoke too soon
I just spoke too soon
And it's a simple
I read this thing from Atmosphere the other day
That spoke about music we love and music we hate
I don't know why
But I can relate to this
Rap,
(So sweet, so sweet)
When He spoke to me
(So sweet, so sweet, yeah)
Just the sound of His voice
(So sweet, so sweet)
When He spoke to me
(So sweet,
This be the realest, the realest shit I ever spoke
All I know is (this gon' be the realest shit I ever wrote)
All I know is, that I'm gon' be the truth
to the earth
From jazz, to swing, to be-bop
She kept the spirit alive
For Bo, Duke, Dizzy, and Miles
She spoke her mind
She's Ellamental to the art
She
I spoke to Yahweh, I've been meditatin'
He told me that heaven's waitin'
I told Him I'm hesitatin' on some things (on some things)
(Cory Mo)
He
But she never spoke Spanish to me
She was born in Monterey
And all the Christmas songs were sung
The padre knew what she'd grow up to be
Saints
Last night
You spoke to me in my dream
Last night
You spoke to me in my dream
Last night
You spoke to me in my dream
Last night
You spoke to me
She spoke of profits to me
She spoke of profits to me
She spoke of profits to me
She spoke of profits to me
In a moment I was awoken and all I could
I spoke to God and He told me, look inside your soul for the light, yeah that's the only way you'll make it out from this darkness you've been
I loved it when you
Told me your life stories
I loved it when we
Spoke on the phone for weeks
I loved the way you
Made my body so weak
Oh why oh wee
in)
I got my 64, ridin' on Dayton spokes
And when I open that do', bitch, get in my car
I got no pickup lines, I stay on the grind
I tell the hoes
But she never spoke Spanish to me
She was born in Monterey
And all the Christmas songs were sung
The padre knew what she'd grow up to be
Saints
or a coat of red
A lion still has claws
Mine are long and sharp, my lord
As long and sharp as yours
And so he spoke, and so he spoke
That Lord
I I wanna learn
(anderson / howe / wakeman / bruford)
I wanna learn more about you
We haven't spoke in quite a while
And all of the dreams that come
met my
Deur Kimberley se strate groet die spoke wat daar bly
Ry bietjie ry bietjie ry bietjie ry bietjie ry bietjie saam met my
Die ou Gariep se spoke
I love you to the blood moon and back
Hands around your throat
slit it slow
lost control
when you spoke of letting go
I love you to the blood moon
like pac said
PAC spoke up now Pacs dead
I have a dream like Martin said
Martin spoke up now Martin dead
By any means necessary X said
Malcom spoke up
You're the beacon
Give me hope
You're the reason
When we spoke
Your words weakened my ego
But they evened out my soul
You're the light
That i follow
of red
A lion still has claws
And mine are long and sharp, my lord
As long and sharp as yours
And so he spoke, and so he spoke
That lord of Castamere
suffer, my foot to be moved
Every word he spoke shall come to pass
Every word he spoke shall come to pass
I still believe x4
I still believe, everything
days
I'm looking to pave a way
I spoke to my cousin he's paving ways
I know that my brother looks up to me
I set good examples the only way
I entertain
Power to the people
Hanging with my negro’s
Can’t believe the tree spoke
YAH YAH YAH
You Better believe bro
Adam and Eve flow
It’s about get evil
I roll
the homie)
You don't even fucking know me man
We never even spoke
(I don't really give a fuck, started from the bottom now I'm on my way...)
I don't really
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