Lyrics:
In a hurricane's eye
People get by
Living their lives
All across the world
It's combustible
Inarguable
It's dangerous
All across the world
the nigga stuck down the raw
Bust friends, back in the prison, foundin' rock to the troup
Here I smoke and tryin' to hide it but was played by the rule
attempts to "ready him for the world"
by tempting him with the "fruit of woman.
" David introduces Paul to Natasha Toussaint,
a beautifully exotic French
Just to get by, just to get by
Ask him why some people got to live in a trailer, cuss like a sailor
I paint a picture with the pen like Norman Mailer
Just to get by, just to get by
Ask him why some people got to live in a trailer, cuss like a sailor
I paint a picture with the pen like Norman Mailer
For tonight's performance of the The Sound of Silence
Join us on the stage
To be the odd Garfunkel to my Paul Simon tonight
Please welcome
up after
I hear the hurricane's evil laughter
Eye of the storm comes along
We'll never get what we want
Forget the storm's where you are
And you'll end
revealed by
The leaves on a tree
An image of my faith in the unseen
[Chorus]
In my mind's eye
I see Your face
You smile as you show me grace
In my
Background, I'm dishonored by it
But I'll opt for the sound of silence, some Garfunkel and Paul Simon
These days your more likely to find me Trudgin' through
"American Tune" is a Paul Simon song. The girls have been performing
It since at least 1985. A live version of it appears on the
(promo-only)
VERSE 1:
AS DAYS GOES BY, TROUGH MY HEAD, THROUGH MY EYES,
CANT BARE THE WEIGHT CARRYING TOUGHTS OF SUICIDE,
WHOA...
CHORUS
I FEEL THE URGE AGAIN,
Why wasn't they able to control this?
I know some folk that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard explosions
Same shit happened back
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
It's Whateva Wit Us
Three 6 Mafia f/ Youngbloodz, Ying Yang Twins
Chorus DJ Paul
What you bitches wanna do ('cause it's whateva wit us)
What you
As we transmit live here from the White House
At this landmark moment in time
Voters have turned up by the millions to decide who gets, um…
Verse 1
my I's My eyes locked on the mark tho
Twenty twenty-five our lives trapped in a barcode
Gotta watch my spine like a narco
I ball wit my art tho
These
we will survive
Ah-ah, ah, ah, ah-ah
With you by my side
Through our hurricanes
Through the mess we're in
We will get by
We will survive
In a world
to control this?
I know some folk that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane Betsy
1965: I ain't
and hair done 'cause I'm rich, I ain't trippin' on it
Changed my mindset and I went bossed up by myself
Look in my eyes and see a hustler, I sell 'em how
As we transmit live here from the White House
At this landmark moment in time
Voters have turned up by the millions to decide who gets, um
Verse 1
can take it
There's a Paul Simon song
You and I used to like
When we were going strong
It was a story of a man and woman
ccting like we are now
I'll
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
Pea Coated
Every song that I write I'm the one who co wrote it
Ghost lyrics don't live in my system that's a bonus
Eyes open yea its all on the prize
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