Lyrics:
He had come so far. And yet here he lay, splayed on the pavement, indentured in this trench coat. Gambled as the ante of an unwinable bet. Staked
All hope long ago buried
Here in London in a sea of strangers
(A necklace of Marian's has
Been stolen by the
Crowd the conman laughs Marian struggles
'89
In the pines by the bayou
There's a field off farm road 6
You can find more sunshine
Than money can buy you
Here's to you
Here's to you
This little
Through the rain and through the snow, it's no place that we can't go
We'll go wherever
While I'm here and you at home, still no place that is
I wonder sometimes
I'm here in this place but I'm gone in my mind
Day after day it gets harder to find
Livin a race I'm just caught up in time
I
for
What you came here for
Tell me what you came here for
Man I came here to prosper Aint no need for an Oscar
Sit in any altar hand on a Bible Watching
for
What you came here for
Tell me what you came here for
Man I came here to prosper Ain't no need for an Oscar
Sit in any altar hand on a Bible
again
Sittin' on my stoop I lit one up
Hit the ashes in my coffee cup
And watch the world passin' me by
Throw a coat of paint on this rusty heart
a while
I miss you but I try not to cry
As time goes by
And I'm sure you reached a better place
And I'd still give
The world is in your face
Me
a while
I miss you but I try not to cry
As time goes by
And I'm sure you reached a better place
And I'd still give
The world is in your face
Me
here
Not the time for waste
In this song I share
That we must make haste
Man, forreal I'mma enstill
The Emmett Till Story
In ya ears, till I feel
You
they've designed
Something even greater than anything you can find
And down here is the only place it survives
Down here
This is the only life that we
of this lad
We watch in reverence, as Narcissus is turned to a flower
A flower?
If you go down to Willow Farm
To look for butterflies, flutterbyes,
of this lad
We watch in reverence, as Narcissus is turned to a flower
A flower?
If you go down to Willow Farm
To look for butterflies, flutterbyes,
of this lad
We watch in reverence, as Narcissus is turned to a flower
A flower?
If you go down to Willow Farm
To look for butterflies, flutterbyes,
face
We've already got someone here to take your place
The day they blew out the brains of the king
Thousands were watchin', no one saw a thing
It
It is not me, it is you
Moving in this place
In your glory
It is not me, it is you Yahweh Yahweh
Moving in this place
In your glory
It is not me, it
drive by
Ayo, this record right here is called "FL4M3$" by Lil Tune, Lil Wayne's son
The future, young king
Bless up, let's get it
Young Money
Oh come and see this place
We live the fallen streets beneath the fading sun
At night they come and reinstall
The tattered leaves of all our
Oh come and see this place
We live the fallen streets beneath the fading sun
At night they come and reinstall
The tattered leaves of all our
the same place
I promise you that there's many levels to this game
Nothing much to say but a burden to attain
I'm prayin' for the people who say my name in
place guaranteed is the grave out here
Raised out here, you're never really here, but out here
Welcome to the jungle, yo, you're living in fear
Lions,
older and lovin' this shit
But what was I doin' in this place?
To the fakes without a pistol in the first
Facin' termination in the worst
But I
I know
I know
Some places we can go (yeah nigga I been places you got dreams of being here)
Some places we can go
I know (I said we cause I'm
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