Lyrics:
creep
Deeper than the page of a book let me look
You let me hit the stage, that's when I got my folks hooked like
No, I ain't never been pimped by
still put it down and then rack his ass
Blood all over the scene, blood on the scene, it look like a maxipad
Indian plug, hold up, that nigga got work
understand what
Happen from point A
What, hey how you doing it wasn't even enough
To escape but I can't go
See I dream on and I'm over the peons
While I be
on the sidewalk
By a café where I hope to be working soon
Please come to Boston
She said, "No, David, you come home to me"
And she said
"Hey rambling boy,
on the sidewalk
By a café where I hope to be working soon
Please come to Boston
She said, "No, David, you come home to me"
And she said
"Hey rambling boy,
She belong to the streets
Ain't no way out of here
Don't tell me what I need
She belong to the streets
I can tell it by the look in your face
When I
doin' press, they look at my reviews
They look at my success and start to question who is who
They tell me I be rude or maybe I'm aloof
I'm really not
You can look at my eyes and see
That a great big man like me has been
(Cryin', cryin')
(Cryin', cryin') cryin' my heart and soul out to you, baby
I'm here trying hard getting over it.
Back then in august
When you left me here ghosted
I was struck by epiphany
at the moment that you left the door
a long time to come
How could I be so blind, baby
Not to see you were the one
I let ya slip on from me baby
I let ya walk on by,
Shoulda loved,
through
The back of the cafeteria by the vending machine department quickly
Found myself runnin' through the Friendship Apartment Complex
Over there by
out your hand, pick me up
Nourish me from the lovin' cup
'Till my cup runneth over
With your sweet-er understanding love
Undemanding love
, doodoo" (nah, nah)
"Hey, doo-," you know what I mean? (Dead, man)
Certain man fi get tump (dead, man)
That's how I look at it
You know what I'm sayin'?
walk by
Fought by, ran from feds and got caught by
And the all-time problem when it's all lies
The bullshit's always the centre
Of the bullseye
Hey look
watchin')
My every move from the door
Teran escortin' us to V.I.p., we live in D.C.
Shoestring dress I want to fuck and make your hair look a mess
you're lookin' good
Hey girl work it just like you should
Hey girl, hey girl you look so fine
Don't you wanna be by my side
Hey girl, hey girl you're
Kathy's OK"
At the police station a concerned sergeant is on the phone.
"Hey Doc, I've got little David here,
Would you come over and take a look,
He
like a long time to come
How could I be so blind, baby
Not to see you were the one
I let ya slip on from me baby
I let ya walk on by,
Shoulda
army
Wear those colors that make you look like you belong
Hey boy, cut your hair!
Come give it to me
March to the left, right, march to the left
to start
I'll just say fuck it
(Okay)
And I say
And I say
Hey hey hey hey
That's what I like to say to me
I'm waking up every day
Grateful I'm claiming I'm
! look at this! I got it right over her
Ere! see it? my big, brown, briefcase! my briefcase! it's big, harry! it's full of business papers...from my
for a fee
Two months later on the second offload
The captain gives me a letter from your mother, says "I know
It's hard out there but hang on it's gonna
they died
You can best believe they're watchin'
Over thee from the sky
Never asked for this misery
But look at what you're gettin'
It's a blessin' in
situation
We have all advantage and power over you
You never previously had an advantage or any power over us
Leray, hey, go pay your dad
He worked hard
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