Lyrics:
The truth
But we call the truth another name
We call Him Jesus
The Son of Man the Word become flesh
Came to live among those doomed by death
He claimed to be
cologne she's
Jumping round from place to place it was a mighty fall from grace
Troublemaker
I know you're lost, and its killing me, seeing you, down
changing
And up come a speeding Explorer..
[Interlude: female]
This is Juwana Brookman, reporting for WTMI
Broadcasting live from Staten Island
What
reporter to go pick up ten thousand from Dez
and go take about like twenty G's from Gino
Tell that muh'fucker get this nigga next door up out of here
Nigga
at the top if I gotta reach it alone
See I've been running from success, all I know is this pain
I've seen dark nights followed by days of the same
I made it
here
2: Clothes Of Sand
Who has dressed you in strange clothes of sand,
Who has taken you far from my land,
Who has said my saying were wrong,
Cole like Jermaine (whispers Frosty), Frosty my pain (whispers Loki), Loki my name (whispers foxy), funny how Ban is too so, deadly da gang {auto tune,
of my cheap cologne shes
(Pre Chorus)
Jumping round from place to place it was a mightly fall from grace
Troublemaker
I know you're lost, and its
The wind sang in the bare woods
And Thomas prayed by the trees
Heard him whisper through my dreams
That life was a reprise
Met him
never sit
I picked you up from your house and you bought out something to sip
(Sippin)
The only thing that's fighting is my cologne and your perfume
You
Yeah it's pretty cool
Alright but that was hot
But when you go from that to lyin'
'bout been sponsored by a condom packet
It's safe to say your career's
to live by the [?] on a small street
Jugged my money up and bought a house next to Gucci
Holmes, Holmes, Holmes
Holmes, Holmes, Holmes, Holmes, Holmes
Migo
and the consequences and I still do it
And then I'm so fresh, them niggas mildew it
Not just a actor by profession, pimp, I live movies
That's why they whisper when
don't want no-one to wake me
Are you an angel sent from heaven
Oh please don't drift and fade away
Now I live for the night, to take me away
Far away from
I was standing in the station
being pounded by the rain
so I chose the last compartment
of a stationary train
I felt someone get in behind me
on a stretcher
Probably, have you leavin in leather, I catch a body
From wreckin' slum rappers, but to be frank
I don't give a [fuck] I got money in the bank
about what we share. the physics can't be done by
number, and they be watching, and they give awards, and
one by one we got to live on that,
lives are shown
Hear the whisper in the crowd,
Every heart is beating loud
We are the music, we are the flame
Turning whispers into a name
Riding
Daylight dreamers awaken on
Deserts of desperation
Lonely lives learn to live on
Islands of isolation
Surrounded by violent oceans
Of hate and hopeless
Behind closed doors
Are the whispers and the rumours of war
Drawn in lives
Are the regiments and battle lines
Entrenched in hearts
Are the wounded
up from my daydream, the truth were just a lie
Creepd out at your doorstep, when I smelled a strange cologne
Drove home in total silence, I had
conductor, no time to retreat
This life's a manuscript, unwritten chapters, gotta keep the heart complete
Hidden Hills mansion, whispers of secrets carried
uh, uh, uh
Two, uh, uh, uh, ah
Coffee
Whether your eyes are wide open, or eyes wide shut
Riding by eyeing, wide thighs and butt
Wide eyed and bushy
by the group, you go and pay for sluts
All that wax, they claimin' s*** be old and it came from us
She call me bout a session, we gon' smoke out
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