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here, wondering where I fit into the madness
I thought when I was home I'd see clearly
But there's so much I don't understand
What's it gonna' take
Hey
I've got no place to be
And no one I'd rather see
I won't mind if you can find
The time to stay with me
Oh hey
I've got no time for wastin'
heard? Yo (fuck you)
It's like thirty degrees down here in D.C
All my niggas strap the Timb's up
Get out the puffy coats and all of that
And I'll see
really talked about God
All that I was ever taught was I'm odd
Heard he knew 'bout every thought that I hide
Dirty mind I'd see a cross and I'd hide
the money,
Grabbed the best looking girl I seen,
Jumped in my car, and got the hell outta town.
You'd see me no more.
You don't tug on Superman's cape
I see us standing over there
You look around without a care
I'll pretend you notice me
I look in your eyes and what'd ya see
Is made up in my mind
Am
I stopped into a club
I thought I'd see a show
Everyone was there
At least everyone I know
Their knickers in a knot
Their hands upon their heart
and you, true me
And in your eyes, I'd see the dark
Inside of you
Walk from dream, pulled up like weed
Never knew no better, there was no such thing
I
"ain't did shit"
Work, and I put D.C. on, we ain't been this high since the E.R
See y'all niggas be some peons, talking about y'all be gone
Whole time
"Please don't leave, please don't go away"
She said, "You broke my heart, how could I stay?"
It'd be a year before I'd see integrity again
(Over there,
Oh my God it's you
I never thought I'd see you here
Looks like all is well, like you're having a hell of a good time
Me? I'm not gonna lie
Got
would turn his head, I'd see you look at me
Pools of brown and sea of red and demons in your pocket
That same romance performed a dance inside a silver
off to Atlanta GA
And I might stop in D.C. on the way
Chillin' on the east coast
But just a little while
But no matter where I go
I will always let
tryin to see this
As I'm flowin through the prism of the X-3-D
See at forty belows I freak flows that burn your nose
When you inhale the verbal blows,
Knightening Armor
About more Facts of Life than Tudy or Blair Warner
Chi-Town where you at (we got your back)
D.C. where you at (we got your back)
My
You spend your life in a dream that you can't escape
'Cause you live your life in a coma, you're never awake
If you'd open your eyes then maybe you'd
something like you'd see in the dust bowl days. Except, it's not dust, it's a mist of some kind. The skies have turned burgundy.
me down I know I'd see you, that's without a doubt
I know you understand how it go but you're down for the ride
That's why I still keep you by my
here to do one thing with me
c'mon
Everybody rise, everybody rise, everybody rise
c'mon, New York, Jersey, Philly, Bemore, D.C., Virginia, come on!
in every way
And if I could have him here then I'd see better days
If he could see what he's done to me
I can't sleep and I can't eat and I'm on my
from the byre,
And the heat from the sun made the corn grow strong and with it my desire.
Well I'd see her in my dreaming and in my dreams caress
Her
(Method Man)]
Yeah, Homicide Housing, Loose Linx
Carlton Fisk, D.C., rest in peace
To the Million Dollar Kid, why
(S.I., N.Y., 10304) Sick eyes, Size 7
my accent
Talk like a boss, I can't complain
When I do it, it's big like Fulton in St. James
I got Brick City, even D.C. bitches
They all steal for
I had to leave my life in Dallas
That town will always be you
In every crowd, on every corner
In every face I'd see you
So with nothin' more
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