Lyrics:
And thanks for the memory
Of summers by the sea, dawn in Waikiki
We had a pad in London but we didn't stop for tea
How cozy it was
Now since our breakup
It started when we were little kids
Free spirits, but already tormented by our own hands
Given to us by our parents
We got together and wrote
Montreal.
He caught his daughter
In the blouse by the light
And he said to himself:
"She looks all right!"
And he reached for a tit
And grabbed it tight
we go
Inna di fact perfect love is a fable
You start smile time pass den you
Start frown
Separation comes in den you time
Bound
Tick tock she
another fable
We'll sleep another day
I'm not great at small talk
Or ringing this old bell
You're afraid of sleeping
Sleeping by yourself
So let's go find
Man yuh a Genal!!!
Man yuh a Genal!!!
By the sweat of your brow man fi eat bread,
Nuh from thief of di people money instead,
Man you a Genal!!!
Man
And then you're gonna need a new fable when the pages fade away
I want to be
Surrounded by
The ones who love me
I want to be
Surrounded
Surrounded
Before I
play we vets
It's west coast foe life no crew only sets
[Ice Cube]
It's the dog breathing through the smog
I'm a hog of this gangster shit
Don
And thanks for the memory
Of summers by the sea, dawn in Waikiki
We had a pad in London but we didn't stop for tea
How cozy it was
Now since our breakup
And thanks for the memory
Of summers by the sea, dawn in Waikiki
We had a pad in London but we didn't stop for tea
How cozy it was
Now since our breakup
Lookin' back at the years gone by
When The Message changed my life
Heavy metal, the nest was dead
Well, and the rappers gave delight
But I don't
That lo-fi dusty, Panasonic with the trackin' off
Marijuana smoke fill the air like L.A. traffic smog
Come on, homie, listen to the voice of reason
to get ourselves back to the garden
Though can I walk beside you?
I have come here to lose the smog
And I feel to be a cog in something turning
Now
Well, I wish that I was on old Rocky Top
Down in the Tennessee hills
Cause there ain't no smog, no smoke on Rocky Top
Ain't no telephone bill
Now
play we vets
It's west coast foe life no crew only sets
[Ice Cube]
It's the dog breathing through the smog
I'm a hog of this gangster shit
Don
talk I'm here for you
Don't be blinded by the city smog
We can really talk
Nigga it's okay if you're feeling down
Long as you come up for air before you
this plug shit I live it thru every line... (thru every line)
Can't come to the table if u tellin fables bruh never mind...(never mind)
The faker
Theyll try to tell you all these fables
Talking bout what they got
But bitch i want my bread
Thats all thats in my head
If i aint got my pockets full
resurrect old fables
Still fables are where hope and love reside
'Cause I can take you by the hand
Lead you out to sea
Just believe in me
Yes I will take
More like fables
More like lies
And you swear
You swear joy can only come by finding a partner
Ignoring the amazing person that's been within you all
to death that's painted by the numbers
With crime unapplied pressure, cats is playing God
But having children by a lesser baby mother but fuck it
We
distance
Spit drips from the jaw of the witless witness
Cryptic colloquialisms shift your mid rift
Dog-paddle through a bog of shadows and smog
With my
me in the eye
A couple thousand miles away
You took me by surprise
You left a message on the telephone
From New York City, your new home
You
look me in the eye
A couple thousand miles away
You took me by surprise
You left a message on the telephone
From New York City, your new home
You
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