Lyrics:
are again in the middle of the night
We're dancin' 'round the kitchen in the refrigerator light
Down the stairs, I was there
I remember it all too
I'm travelling now to my new home
ct 27 I am starting again
In the harbour of night, looking for a lighthouse
To guide my tired boat in
I summon my
storming the gate
Of tomorrow, starvation will make like a flood
Two by two helpless abandoned for love
Of a stranger harmonic till dissonance comes ~
Like
the trap spot
(Trap spot)
Couple nights shovin' hard by my damn self
(Damn self)
By my damn self, out there by my damn self
I remember I was goin' hard by my
the foreigners in fancy houses
He thinks of days that he can still remember... now
Mojique holds a package in his quivering hands
Mojique sends the package
on the corner
They don't know the hood, they foreigners
We was busting at the cops before Chris Dorner
Ghetto birds flying over the hood, they see us
Showing
Harbors opened their arms to the young searching foreigner
Come to live in the light of the beacon of liberty
Planes and open skies, billboards
Where your cameras at
Arabian gangsters with a passion gap
Every day is action packed, no matter if it’s night
Or the suns up, sleep interrupted by a drug
myself.
Because of this, and also because men were not allowed to enter the convert, they asked me to come out. The night I arrived, they had a party for me
on the mic
I remember them nights, I ain't bend and I ain't fold
Kept the heater by my side cuz in that jungle it get cold
I remember them nights, I ain't have
to calm down
Two drinks one shot fly by night
A high five up town man
Calm your nerves it'll get you birds
Don't tell me to calm down
Wish I could remember
to the conclusion
That imma do it
But
Remember when they doubted
Yea
And said I couldn't be about it
Yea
All because of where I came from
Yea
But its
Harbours open there doors to the young searching foreigner
Come to live in the light of the big L of liberty
Plains and open skies bill boards
Harbors open their doors to the young searching foreigner
Come to live in the light of the big L of liberty
Plains and open skies bill boards would
blinded by Beauty and Perfume
I'm always blinded, blinded
I'm always blinded by Beauty and Perfume
I'm always blinded, blinded
I'm always blinded by Beauty
I saw you last night
I saw you last night
I saw you last night
I saw you last night
We don't play
We don't play
By the rules
By the rules
No no no we
Remember those dark nights down Brickfield
Never a blade in sight
Brickfield Nights
No youth club, no coffee bar
Saturday was the local
on TV"
One night, Meek and I meet up at a
Seafood restaurant not far from his hotel
Where we are joined at the
Last minute by Rick Ross
His longtime
your financial viability
Such as the poor, the idealistic foreigners still clinging to to their
Childish notions of social welfare, why
You're even kept
night and day yaya yo
Remember our fore fathers tears
Inna sugar cane field for so many years
Dem suffer and live inna fear
Dem destroy mi father land
will love you 'til the end of time
Remember that you're mine
You'll remember that you're mine
You'll remember that you're mine
You'll remember that
I remember way back when I was nine
They tell me I couldn't rap but I knew that they was lying
I was rapping in classes they was laughing their asses
Billy Rose was a low rider;
Billy Rose was a night figher
Billy Rose knew trouble like the sound of his own name
Busted on a drunken charge
they gotta feel that
We the big ballers and big bodies in fresh foreigners
Fresh up off the road from hustling and rap touring
While you sleeping
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