Lyrics:
an actual realization of individuality
Through the acquisition of knowledge and skill
And the sharing of said with others
Often marked by the repetition
expecting, I'm sure it's bigger than your religion
Perfected by niggas that manifested music to live in
Compton, Compton, ain't no city quite like mine
do we have to be the same?
I want meaning in life
Whatever happened to individuality?
I want my originality
Oh
Gangs, clichés, drugs are the things
need you
And by your side is where I belong
Don't you miss me a little bit baby
'Cause I'm missing you
Say you miss me a little bit baby
You
direction in the things you do
For your world is soon to come to a close
Through the ages, all great men have taught
Truth and happiness just can't be
and fall away from everything
Oh, I know we've already gone
In the direction of the sun
In the direction of the sun
I hid behind the curtain where
Stare wide-eyed at this dense pitch boiling by the art divine
cmniotic liquid of another kind
That flesh and blood can not inherit the kingdom of god
pick you up
Then you comin' by and we makin' love
So get dressed, pack a bag 'cause I'm on my way
Girl, you sexy in my favorite lingerie
You know I
Do you judge by what you see or my character, like a stereotype or a caricature, do you read my by my skin or the clothes I prefer, do you respect
made for me
Why trade a life of individuality
for a generic existence of false security
I refuse to assimilate myself into a mold
by doing and acting
'm getting tired of drowning the constant
Cry for help it's debatable
The only reason that you love me is I'm hated by all
Come on, come see dysfunction
I
the places that we'll never, ever go
Each one sorely punctuated
By a tiny lonely sign in the road
Effortlessly led
In the direction
In the direction
Direction
Like the sun in the morning
And the moon at night
Like the rain falling from the sky
Like the trees growing from the ground
I'm astounded babe
By
another day to run
Walking down the road of life looking for direction sometimes
my mind gets so mixed up I can't tell lust from affection
Gonna stop
want me
And I fall asleep and
Dream of alternate realities
And I put myself at ease by
Pretending that she still loves me
And I can't stop thinking
soldiers
Bit by bit, torn apart
We never win, but the battle wages on for toy soldiers
I'm supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure
direction?
Mama, this surely is a dream, yeah
Yeah, mama, this surely is a dream, dig it
Hangin' 'round downtown by myself
And I've had too much
soldiers
Bit by bit, torn apart
We never win, but the battle wages on for toy soldiers
I'm supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure
There was a lonely man
A man with no direction, with no purpose
With no one to love and no one to love me for, for me
Aw girl then you, then you came
Baby, look what you doing
You got every man you pass by
Trying to holla at you
Baby, you ain't even choosing
And that's just what I like about you
to unlock my fantasies
This is where I want to be
My heart is beating so hard it's frightening
Feels like I'm hit by lightening
Every time I watch you
It's love, I've fallen in
And I can't figure It out, the way
It's amazin' how you surround me
By the touch of your hand, If I could
Everything I
Now you say... everytime you need some affection
The one you love goes in another direction
You just sit back in a daze and miss him
'Cause you
direction than you've ever known.
Show you your bronzed baby shoes
Now, my how you have grown!
Ain't it nice to fly? You're waving as soft clouds go by
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