Lyrics:
heart
Another start
Yo' own yard
And a place to park
You want to
Trust 'em
And a better life (life)
A bigger crib
And a home cooked meal
Every
Yeah
Tryna figure out the difference
But I think, think the lines are starting to get blurred
I'm in a strange place
I feel like Ma$e when he
Yeah
Tryna figure out the difference
But I think, think the lines are starting to get blurred
I'm in a strange place
I feel like Ma$e when he
rappin' on the album of the century
They the thugs that got it before these trues make moves
And history, strictly on a mission to have a good time
Baddest riddim (you know)
Dem nuh know vendetta (2K3)
Up to di time (up to the minute)
Timeless (I have the time)
See me a seh (weh y'ah seh?)
I
asleep by now, But if
You miss that bus to dream town
Never worry another one is on it's way
I want you to think of
A tranquilizer gun being shot
At you
I'm sitting here in this coffee shop. Y'know the one there by Allen street. The town is filled with thousands of middle class college kids living off
The o-riginal man has risen it be the sun child
The dynasty never seen sun down
Cause niggas hate when your fate
Is in a place to be great
I ain't stopping this
make this one count no I can't live another fight
Don't let nobody tell me nothing I don't take people's advice
Cause most the time they try to tell me
crisis that I'm in
Don't chime in
Front block like a line men
No longer co-sign it
Album two, you'll get what that line meant
Clearing shit up just like my
All of my imagination
Even my self-preservation
Is yours in time
Music by Peter Furler / Lyrics by Peter Furler, Steve Taylor and Phil Joel
©©2002
take
Just another day
Hide behind the eighth
Remember our dates
The 27th of May
Time and place
Midnight at your place
Let me medicate
Watch me elevate
been speeding me by
Needa rewind
And think about times
When I could sleep at night
And dreams were nice
And keep my eyes
From peeking wide
At least I'll
say the same things
(Same old things)
None of it means nothing
That's another thing
Yeah I'm alright?
Imma drink a lot of Hennessy
To pass the time
Matter fact, never again
You a small island, I'm the big hurricane that just swept in
Pick a suit and a place you wanna get left in
Oh my, look
Stead of dealin with the ac tual
Yo, too many hard times, detour signs
And tears
And the police stay livin in constant fear
Another gunfight, where? In
as Brooklyn
Never takin' shorts, 'cause Brooklyn's the borough
Panic, as another manic depressive
Adolescent, stares at death, now what's left
When there
Warner Brothers
We started on his album
He wrote his rhymes on paper
Before Sidekicks became a modern day phone
Same time our buzz was
Generated from G
name
Still in the streets (yeah)
So I put the new place in my mama name
Still in the streets (yeah yeah)
So it ain't no pressure get another chain
and your friends
You're trapped with me and it never ends
I'm the original individual, true face of the fog
Handpicked by the Entity for my wicked prologue
If you never loved me
Then there's nothing
You can do for me, truthfully
I've been gone for a minute
On my way back soon
Imma put another album out
And that's number five
The luck
'Right place, right time'
'It's not what you know, it's who you know'
You've heard it all before
Could be the best in the world
1776 Was your conception
Came to this place
In hopes of new perspective
New ideology
Original 13 colonies
All these years of practice
Yet still
then I think it's time you learn
For there is not the problem
So leaders are acknowledged, I don't follow them
I turn into another degree
And find
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