Lyrics:
ain't gonna get it unless
You give a little bit of sacrifice
Ooh sometimes before you smile you got to cry
You need a heart that's filled with music
If
of sacrifice
Ooh sometimes before you smile you got to cry
You need a heart that's filled with music
If you use it you can fly
Listen,
If you want to be
years have gone away
Left me here with their bills to pay the fire that once consumed my insides
Is doused by my sunken rain cloud eyes
So god can you
to chump my style
I let them know that I'm versatile
I got style, finesse, and a little black book
That's filled with rhymes and I know you want to look
I see her sailing on her silver wings
With hands that move like little trees
Alive and bending in my raging storm
To a heartbeat, my lady lives for
hot as hell
I say she hot as hell
With ya wings of glory
I wonder
What is your story
Why do u love me
Why do you put nothing before me
You seem to rise
watches him gaze to the South with a wicked smile
She thinks back to the boy that she met at fifteen, his head always buried in a magazine
Filled with
of sacrifice
Ooh sometimes before you smile you got to cry
You need a heart that's filled with music
If you use it you can fly
Listen,
If you want to be
of fun as my tongue starts to wonder
In different places that no one cares that they're facing
But no, not me, I'm there with no hesitation
Dedication
in.
Straight to the bathroom to wash my face,
To my surprise - there's no toothpaste.
I wanna share my dreams
Wanna share with you
On the wings
hand
My eyes were filled with wonder
My heart was filled with peace
Captured by the mystery
It's all that I could see
Take me back to the Garden
we go, here we go again)
Fallen angels with broken wings
And all I need is just, is
Just a little more time, a little bit
I said a little more love
filled with happiness
She's my American Southern Dream
With her little angel wings tattoo
We fell in love by bonfire light
When she looked in my eyes then
the sun
She took the initiative
And down the path she went
She filled her pots after she swam
There, by the riverbed
With silent determination
She came
what's up?
All my NY niggas, what's up?
The mafia, ha, let's get it!
Mixed the Balmain with the Bape shit
I've been going ape shit
Finna go banana like
seems heaven-sent
We ain't ready to have a black President
Huh, it ain't a secret, don't conceal the fact
The penitentiary's packed, and it's filled with
And as long as we are here together
We must build a home for the free
Filled with pity
Not pain
That's loving and sane
Not divided by hate
And living in
And every night she would say
Help my boy began
Take the lord by the hand
Let the little boy sing
Got a feeling that takes you home
Got a melody of his
cry and we will answer by and by
Now when you feel a little prayer wheel turning
You'll know a little fire is burning
You will find a little talk with
You will find a little talk with Jesus makes it right
You may have doubts and fears
Your eye be filled with tears
Oh well my Jesus is a friend who
this weight on your own
You got the broken wings of an angel
Wazzam witcha snake eyes
Heard you lost your paradise
While gambling with your life
I can
the tones ...
dreaming sound, magic
dreaming sounds.
Snipes off with crazy flight.
They made a sound not by their wings.
The notes of these birds seem
wonder
Kneel and pray by lanthern light
Little stranger in a manger bless us all this holy night
Choirs of angels are singing this night of your birth
refuse to send
I've been starin' at the sky with the sun on my mind
No stars to count, no wings to fly
I've been lookin' at the sky with the moon on my
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