Lyrics:
Ain't nothing new, ain't nothing new
Do think I really talk about you?
Well, I don't even know who are you
If they don't talk to you, they talk about you
of consciousness going
That’s when I give the
Best, illest quotes literally
A whisper can throw it off
Today was the first time I realised
If I could have done it
His mama was a midnight woman
His daddy was a drifter drummer
One night they put it together
Nine months later came the little black bummer
He
the storm
Should have seen me before, penniless drifter
Writin' bad checks that I could not afford
My life was sideways but I found the Lord
Rollin' down that
Where my lighter at
Hey before yall leave I’m gone need it back
Who’s the drifter wit my Bic and Kleptomaniac
I’m gone need that fire to get higher
Sometimes the road is too long You meet all kinds of people
Some of them cast no shadow They have no reflections
Take a look in your photobook I
protectors other than him, such as have no power, either
For benefit or for harm to themselves
Say, Is the blind equal to the one who sees, or darkness equal
Yeah, I'm giving it over
Music by Peter Furler and Steve Taylor / Lyrics by Steve Taylor
©©2002 Dawn Treader Music (admin. by EMI Christian Music
head
What do I want and what will I seek?
Burn that riddle till the last scene
Do we have a shelter?
Even us, the ones who weren't chosen?
We believe
the air
I just remember that I got a friend
Who really cares whoah who really cares
Chorus
I'm a drifter out on a dead end road
Tryin' to find my way
'm a gift I'm a drifter
Always wondering free
On and on like the wind
I am home I am friend
And you'll always be as close
As a whisper to me
Some
worlds I'll find
Stay with me forever
Buried deep inside my mind, you'll see
Sha, la, la, la, la
I'm casting out my line
Although it?s floating by
Who
of my kind
King of Nothing that Fate left behind
Preceded by whispers wherever I roam
Death unbound, contagious and deformed
Revolting and foul, rejected
shelter from the wind
Oh yeah, I thought I'd have it figured out by now
Shit would be simple, problems would be in the past right now
Me and the homies
Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got
I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block
Used to have a little, now I have a lot
No matter where I go, I know
had to come to grips
That we we're done
And I might as well try and have some more fun
Cause I blew it, in the end it had nothing to do with music
spray broad day ain't nothing
The lilac one AK doing something
I'm immuned to the drama
Act a fool if you want to
Lean in my pocket, 40 calb by
Anita Baker then I got exposed
To Prince i think
It was "The Beautiful Ones" He was screaming
At the end and this lady who
Was playing it was saying
do not know
Who am I
Who am I
Drifters on a passing train
Keep only to themselves
Where are you
Maybe it's better
If we keep our space
Maybe it's
Voice
Or Have Your Touch And Kiss Your Lips
'Cause I Don't Have A Choice
Oh, What I Wouldn't Give To Have You
Lying By My Side, Right Here, 'Cause, baby
Yo..
It’s One a dem Me’z From way back who showed U bout Dibadon
(scholar)
Who walked lark lane wid Smokey ,
(fam)
NO CAP FROM A KID
Yeah
How could you ever love me when you don't know who I am
Only way to mend it is the fixture
Tried to stay on track babe you know that i'm a drifter
blew a small mansion (I was dreamin' of the past)
Annoyed 'cause this bitch callin' Lanvin "Laen-ven"
Fuck who you stampin', them niggas just stand-ins
Who this is? Who this?
Who this is? Who this?
Who this is?
Take off
Caught me slippin’, say that I’m trippin’
She started hittin’ these bitches
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