Lyrics:
We gone hit the Eiffel then we touring though the Louvre
And I'm starstruck by the women scene too
Pretty brown girls with Parisian attitudes
Grateful
out Park Town
Big Gator one who made this song
I play it so real, I play it by ear
I don't know what you talkin' 'bout cowboy
But J Prince is real
Found another wave another motion
Never call a play nah we just stay in constant motion
Mind soul spirit let you peak at all that's closed in
I'm
know nothin' about the Maritimes?|I said 'Look b'y, I can tell buy the big spuds on the back of your rig|You must be a spud picker from Prince Edward
disrespected artist (come)
So I had to write a song about this, 'cause they always take my words and twist it (song)
Believe me it's hard to admit all this
herb.
Built by the best to bust swerves, like a sharp curve.
Fifty percent on wax, no matter of fact.
Every nine out of ten rap acts produce a wack
Now this that SpottieOttieDopaliscious, hella vicious
I wonder where is this, hold up
Get the fuck out my business, show enough
We roll up then load
it, then get the wax utensils
Write my rhymes straight up, don't get with no fancy stencils
The rhymes we get is sweet, we stay away from tart
Our
that we would get along
Sit in my car, write a song, wishing that we would get along
The truth's hard to see when you're waking up next to him, not me
but it still feels far
Can we learn to get by if we learn to have scars?
If we learn to forgive and accept who we are
You said
"If you break my
A showcase of our own!
Where?
The club's reopening
We'll write a lot of new stuff-
Rewrite old stuff-
What about the girl?
What about
of shy about
Someone who writes poetry
Or maybe you can sing?
Maybe you can sing a song, mmm
(Tonight on the telephone)
(I dial...)
6-3-2-5-7-9-2 (Is
the whole time I'm drifting away
I hate love songs and the false hope they bring
to each and every one of us as we sail away
The selfishness I feel when I
Well, the life we've been given, and the way we've been livin'
That's the song that we write 'til we die
Now, some people write songs on livin'
I will remind my soul
You are the one that heals
I will sing songs of praise
My God, You are good
By faith I will walk through deep waters
By faith
Just know you gonna be great like you always been destined
Keep me by your side you'll never need no protection
A little girl is waking up this
the wave moved by the star
Only love can find your way
Only love will fill your dream
Only love will help you write a good song
Only love can feed your soul
Will this be always weighing on my mind
With a sense of misdirection guiding every line that I write to you
We’ve tried so many times but just
from your eyes until your bed ay
Leave a scar on me i took you by the wrists ay
Lay your head to me we're floating in the mist
Every kiss
I see it now
niggas and got deported back to Port-au-Prince (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
We gettin' bags, but there's more to get
I started a record
mixtape listings
and who showed who Jeff Tweedy's albums
We'd dance to Prince as we'd get high
And fall asleep out on my porch
Then we'd run through
the faces of those
Who had never got ready for me to explode their heads and rip'em apart!
It was written by me and I will write it again
And still I'm in
some paper and a writing utensil,
Like, maybe, a pen or a pencil.
The reason why is I need to write down this song
Before I forget, before long.
By
a song and
Talk about it all
That's my therapy
When you way too real
You forget to heal
Realize you by yourself
And ain't nobody when you need em
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