Lyrics:
one day
Free from lies, confusion and hate
The life I used to know
Connected by love understanding and hope
I believe in a golden age
With pure
[spoken words – probably Dan Dixon]
'Cause it hurts to love someone, that you can't have all by yo'self.
Ahh, tell me about it, Lonnie. [spoken words –
But your sister's fatter
Melo said you can't hit this blin
Black lives matter
Yeah bitch, I can't express it
But I swear I love you
I swear I could have
would have themselves a workout man and I got
That on tape. Now I'm gonna play these tapes for people on the street and see
If they know the difference
And they said their good nights
Did she and her boyfriend
Make love one last time
Was she looking forward
To tomorrow
Only for tomorrow
To never come
Eight
that I talk about, this
Civilization that I talk about
This future utopia I talk about…it
Can only happen through collaboration
I love Steve Jobs, he’s
'm pushin' up lookin' rough
Next thing you know D.U. is squishin' guts
Then by next Friday, I'll have you on the runway
Still eat the crumb cake on any
But she didn’t warn me that those monsters can come dressed as people
People that claim they love you more than the sun or the moon, what a tragedy
I
rap, by eating these niggas beats.
These bitches say that they love me, I told em that I agree
I told em I get em wetter, then water between the knees.
they say nah, make em say so
Step on they toes, get in they face
I don't care if you by yourself in Miami with a chick going vacate
Jump on payphone,
Let's dance! Uh
(Yes ma'am
Is Charlotte Johnson at home by chance?
Uh yea ma'am we're supposed to have a date tonight.
Where we going?
I
Yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup
Pour a lil' more Henny in this cup
I work the pussy on vacation (Ohh)
Day and night, only two occasions (Ohh)
All
And people have begun to feel like a Christian Scientist with appendicitis
Fortunately, in times of crisis like this
America always has its number one
century restaurant with the backrooms and no cameras
I love the plots, I love the paranoia, I don't have any. I love the land
I love the mystery gardens
never have no beef
So I slipped off my khakis and my gold leaf
Used Oil of Olay, 'cause my skin gets pale
And then I got the file for my fingernails
never have no beef
So I slipped off my khakis and my gold leaf
Used Oil of Olay, 'cause my skin gets pale
And then I got the file for my fingernails
clowns
The mourning bands told whom they'd lost by last night's phantom messenger
And they spoke their only words in English, "Johnson, Nixon, Kissinger"
about faking em out
I love it when they talking down
Shut up man, I'm talking now
They don't even know what I been through
Got a lot of shock, only
have everything but all the gold is only gilded
Just kidding, I'm fibbin', the dick talk is a gimmick
But when I'm hitting the feelings you know that
minutes it lasted
The mirror said, "You are, you conceited bastard"
Well that's true, that's why we never have no beef
So I slipped off my khakis and my
Gangster of love
I've never been played by a ho!
If the bitch is acting stupid,
She's got to go!
Some mutherfuckers [missadden']
If she fucks with
It’s hard when work is all I crave
And when it’s money in your face, greens the only shade
I think about how Johnson found a cure for aids
I think about
Replaying conversations in my head by my ex-wife
From the house work that I did, to the kids, even our sex life
She said I was crazy so I threatened to prove
wallet Gcwala
Check the bio
I ain't a fly by night bozo
I need ma high herbal
She got a man with no doe
Gcwala
Mhhh
And I be just working I love it my
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