Lyrics:
never going in vain ain't no need to explain
My brother my brother brother my brother
Not a day goes by where I don't think about you leaving
My brother
Left your matchbook on the nightstand by the bed
Take it with you to the phonebooth at the corner of Vine and Hollywood
Watch your tail it's getting
words
Just to hear your own voice
But you weren't saying anything
When all goes your way
Your thoughts dissolve to nothing
We learn to walk from
committed by police
Demand that every last freedom
Fighter be released
These people lost their freedom because of
Their knowledge of the facts
And their
moments, our special songs
Cause, You're The Best Part Of Me
Not a day goes by
I won't be thinking of you
You're the Best part of my life
It's still
feeling warm
I thought that I was immortal until the day that I got struck by lightning
Yes I really died in the biggest storm
I said i'm cool but girl I
I had a dream about my man last night
And my man came by the studio
And his name is
Busta Rhymes in effect, Shaheed is in effect
Phife Did-awg is
Coming out a room with a could of smoke
Smokers rolling with the punches
I survive and rock
Cause I keep the crowd alive
And the texture of my voice
like to Stutter
Voices in their quiet mutters
Leave the game be the man Schumpert
Backyard tee on ya comfort
Too much and the last that shit Sunburned
as the last bus goes by.
The pavements ar empty: the gutters run red
while the fool toasts his god in the sky.
So come all ye young men who are building
Well, let me sing of the losers who lie
In the street as the last bus goes by
The pavements ar empty, the gutters run red while the fool toasts his god
A-Cal church
I'm reactivated, epidermis steel plated
I'm so fuckin' bulletproof the
308 just 808 me
Last hater like "Damn he ate me"
Well you sit
the neighborhoods
That he's on his way to Hollywood
And it's just like that, yeah it's just like that
Every day's like a smile, his life's a wild ride
But at night
the both of us
Employment's down
He tells me in his bedroom voice
C'mon honey, let's go make some noise
Time it goes so fast
(When you're having fun)
it's Riq Gees slicing
I turn a Mic's last name into Tyson
My brain like a factory constantly creating
Materials stitch by stitch for decoration
My
It isn't something
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
That I'm Used to
I ain't used to this
I really thought the weight of my soul
Could ever be held up by
Let’s see what I can do about ol’
Oh snap! Yo who that? yeah
That’ll work right there
She got a raspy voice too, word?
I bet everybody try to push up
Uh
Where did all my exes go?
Textin' X and O's, guess the car drive as far our connection goes
We're top floor, spittin' blessed flows
Extra
the both of us
Employment's down
He tells me in his bedroom voice
C'mon honey, let's go make some noise
Time it goes so fast
(When you're having fun)
a room with a could of smoke
Smokers rolling with the punches
I survive and rock
Cause I keep the crowd alive
And the texture of my voice
Is course
INTRO
COMPUTER VOICE: WELCOME TO MYSPACE
HOLLYWOOD?
MYSPACE
MYSPACE
CLICKING ON YOUR MYSPACE
MYSPACE
MYSPACE
CLICKING ON YOUR MYSPACE
MYSPACE
Hear them yell
Feeling oh so fine
See the car parked out back
Warning flashing on
Hours by, killing time
And those lights are still on
Hours by, their
like an Irish stream
And your voice is filled with sweet beauty
And the last words I heard him say were
I shall return, for you, my love, on Christmas
feels so good, it ain't a movie, but you'll never find love like ours in Hollywood
And if it would be, I suck at acting but to make a soundtrack that's
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