Lyrics:
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I see a house in the country being torn apart from within
I can hear my ancestors calling from the land far beyond
And them Caribbean winds
you stay by
Feel me when I'm in the clouds
call me head high
Saying don't you cry
Saying damn baby please don't cry
Everytime I look inside
I feel
be my own best friend
Right ladies? Yes
I left a note in the hallway
By the time you read it, I'll be far away
I'm far away
But I ain't fucking
the dope man strike you
He don't give a fuck, he got two just like you
There's a another girl in the dope man's life
Not quite a bitch but far from a wife
're
Far from normal but I don't want to
But you're leaving me behind
(I'm giving up) and it's making me cry
When I walk 'round
Stop it now, you know that I
realize how good I've always felt
So don't be afraid to cry get down as far as you can go
Let the river rage on by and the wind blow
If you pay your
she's much too far away, she can't hear a word you say
You've heard some frightening news on the radio
About little boys running away from home
of the sky
Moon shot when we fly yeah
Paper hand just might cry
Price could blow your mind
Won't let it pass me by
We on a all-time high yeah
We at a all time
already know, I found out from him
Now there's just no chance for you and me
There'll never be
And don't it make you sad about it
Cry me a river
already know, I found out from him
Now there's just no chance for you and me
There'll never be
And don't it make you sad about it
Cry me a river
When I die dont cry
I'll be looking down on you from up in the sky
Come baby dry your eyes
After letting your emotions flow
I know its hard when you
those who died with you by their side were denied access
to the higher ground.
Betrayal.
Eternal detest from the ones left unblessed, so possessed.
So we waited for you to come home.
Riding high on your visions done
Touching darkness we wait by the sea.
Holding on desperatly.
Far from certain
Sail away where the wind blows sweet and young birds fly
Take a sister by her hand
Lead her far from this barren land
Horror grips us as we watch you
Sail away where the wind blows sweet and young birds fly
Take a sister by her hand
Lead her far from this barren land
Horror grips us as we watch you
so far away
I cry out to you I cry out in pain
These peaceful night are rare for me
So help me out my agony
Slip me away from all of the pain
I cry out
the towers
A shower of gunshots at Sour
Prof sure could tell by the thug walk
Did you know? Here's something to crunch on
Different typo chappies that burst
Lets run far away
Run all the way
Ima be your ride or die
Always be here by your side
Never ever switchin' up
You know I got you
Theres no
Wish I could holla an' you physically listen, ma picture me shitting
Came far from chopping crack in the kitchen
Hated when I was a thug, couldn't
And I'm far from finished, gamin 'til my coffee diminish
Why pray for the afterlife when mines just beginnin, huh
[The Game]
Only son by our mother, no
the memories one by one
She could go west where they never fence you in
She could go north and let 'em blow in the wind
Anywhere at all that's a far cry from
The rest is still trapped in ignorance, giving resistance
From a distance, interference from far away
But neither Tim nor Anfernee had a harder way
If you search for me
So far away from me my baby
If you search for me
You will never find your way with regular thinking
Spread your wings and fly
If
this song
I have tried my best to be calm
Please don't make me grab that phone
Now who you know who came this fucking far
From the fucking bottom?
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