Lyrics:
turn and run before the lightening strikes
And does it ever make you stop and wonder
If all your good times pass you by
Every time you hear
way I feel, the way I feel)
It feels so good it hurts, what you do (the way I feel, the way I feel)
I feel like I'm in love
That is nice, but not good
Cause if I am enough
Why do I feel this way
& why do these thoughts cross my mind
& if I am enough
Why does it hurt so bad
Its hard to shake it off
in sandra Bland
My heart hurt to see how it all would end
I am Sandra Bland i am George Floyd
DJ Screw in Texas, I love you
Shout out Trae the Truth
again, cause it was really good and Martin recorded the band so well in that room, it was really nice. But we
settled for taking a single off of it
Why does love gotta hurt so bad
You try so hard always end up sad
And this pain making me feel dead
Why can't I get you out of my head
I've been
bad words
That's why I called and said we couldn't end this on bad terms
We straight like a bad perm, we'll always be good friends
And laugh about it
was a vegetable farm and that it was ran by her elder sister and her son. But they now feel like the owner so, she told Shaine that the time was right
right now but I'm still thinking about because that is what made me so
How does it feel when you got some to prove
How does it feel when you walk in my
put 'em up, put 'em up)
My hood niggas can you feel me (I gave you 'We taking over')
(I'm so hood) If you not from here you can walk it out (ayo
come in
Yo whassup? I'm down right?
Who's that?
Yo that's my man Kool Keith, The Rhythm X
Hi Keith what does the X stand for?
See you're playin'
rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad
It's
What’s happening y’all? It’s
Terrace Martin, ay, so check it out
I got three microphones, three of the
Dopest emcees, a drum machine
Two turntables
know, a lotta, lotta
Funk, a lotta, songs to just feel good
So that’s, that’s why I did it this, I did it this way
So, yeah, I’m out, peace
blazin'
(Yes sir) from the streets, so unique
Do you feel it in your feet? In your head?
To the tip of your toes, that's
Just the tip of the iceberg, tell
turn and run before the lightening strikes
And does it ever make you stop and wonder
If all your good times pass you by
Everytime you hear
if it hurts me
You know each other very well
Good eggs
Heartbroken, again
Broken again
So much crying
So much laughter
But still so sad
Got
ahead and tell me
Funny the truth we want to hear
But we don't want to tell it
Funny we want the good
But we can't accept the bad shit
Why does it seem
In so many bourgeois homes Van Gogh's sunflowers radiate from the walls,
Yet he lived in utter misery, condemned by those very same people.
Why is it
Raise your kids better than you was
And see what it does
But if you don't
Man, we sho' to be done
And we'll all see exactly
Why the good die young
Does
right at your door
And then you just can't no more
Why does love feel this way
Why does it hurt so bad
Can't even look me in the face
Why does
Sometimes I think maybe
You let me up just to push me down
You let me feel good
Just to let me feel bad
And it was OK
It was so OK
But now I'm slippin'
You
And y'all just waitin' for me to
Leave it like a waitress tip
You fake as shit
Cassidy, take the brick, make it flip
You'se a good actor
I had coke so potent
goodies are gone) (x2)
So good
I had known that your love was good
But it don't rectify how I'll cry
If you ever say goodbye
I refuse to be blue
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