Lyrics:
takin' subliminal
Cause they can't get what I got's
They want it so bad, four million dollar pad
And enough to retire off two albums, gone, wave ya' white
How sweet it is to be loved by you
How sweet it is to be loved by you
I needed the shelter of someone's arms and there you were
I needed someone
How sweet it is to be loved by you
How sweet it is to be loved by you
I needed the shelter of someone's arms and there you were
I needed someone
dance like if I was Albert Alien
People just love it when the Biz starts to play
With my (beatboxing), and by the way
Skeezing with a girl is
rearrange overflowed with emotions sometimes control the will of us all is so strong it's hard to let it go feel the flow let it be so that which is made in
position # 1 for 3 weeks in 1975
-Words and Music by Curtis Mayfield, Calvin Carter, and Jerry Butler
-charted in 1960 at # 7 as "He Will Break Your
(tell 'em girl)
Hey yo, my rolls be Liberace
And my bedroom is off the hook all day, designed by Versace
Y'all just watch me, this is how I blow up
now)
Started with a dollar and a dream!
I was fathered by the bastards
Pardon my mannerisms
The Curtiss magnet that managed without the metal with him
Felon, fights behind me on the intersection
Sex and drugs my anthology on perfection
Dress superb admired by conspirists
Who wanna try me but ain't high
And with one strike
My world lights up in a fire
Call it a sign
Don't need hindsight
I'll make my emotions clear
And then disappear
With one strike
disgusting, blood
Fatal wounds of the last emotion
Beauty, disgusting, blood
All will pay the price, yeah
Now is the time that we separate our realities
Between the picture of time behind the face of need,
Coming quickly to terms of all expression laid,
Emotion revealed as the ocean maid,
All complete in
lick her emotion
The freak said I would even owe her my devotion
She said she'd, uh, cover me with, uh, strawberries
And pretend that I'm
Emotion's a game , saved up for a rainy Monday
But you laugh just the same, 'cause it's been pouring on Sunday;
Call up your numbers and never let the zeros
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
control over my thoughts, emotions, and behaviors all the time
Self destructive behaviors despite knowing I'm better off without
This shadows exerting
I lost myself starting in July
I went though so much pain I could barely get by.
Didn’t touch a plate didn’t touch my food I lost so much weight.
And I know it might sound crazy
But it all makes sense to me
Emotions occupied
A deep divide
In drowning distant memories of old
Just say the word
This is the heartbreak hotel
This is the heartbreak hotel
This is the heartbreak hotel
You said you'd be here by nine
Instead you took your time
You
What am I doing here
It's not clear
You tell me
You want me near and it's sincere
Every time you appear I can feel
Emotions going into second gear
a publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bi-, I even have
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these - with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
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