Lyrics:
la
We can really make it better, yeah
Oh, whoa, oh
Only if we try
We got to give a little love, have a little hope
Make this world a little better
by my side
‘Cause my love for you
Is stronger than the hate inside
The heart of these people who’ve tried
To keep you from my life
These are facts
black bottles by my fireplace
Fell out with your peoples so you took the pictures down
Instagram ain't been the same since you so distant now
Took you
And now people in the house, this is just for you
A little rap to make you boogaloo
Now the group you hear is called Phase Two
And let me tell you
Just kick a little something for them cars that be bumpin'
Yeah alright, but we need a beat that they can front to
Oh, that'll work
Be funky
You
Just kick a little something for them cars that be bumpin'
Yeah alright, but we need a beat that they can front to
Oh, that'll work
Be funky
You
amount
Of money that someone
Can give you to make you not be creative
If you were born to create so a lot
Of times people try to block
You, block your
Some people have to learn
Some people wait there turn
Some people have to fight
Some people give it up
They wanna hold you back, tell 'em pee
who did.
Many centuries ago, St Augustine - the saint of my church - wrote that a people was a multitude defined by the common objects of their love
got your best interest? Like, how much are you dependent?
How clutch are the people that say they love you and who pretending?
How tough is your skin
to eye, thigh to thigh, I let go
I think I'm a little bit, little bit
A little bit in love with you
But only if you're a little bit, little bit
Little
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave (Jesus, Lord)
I see 'em change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you
this life's about
This life's about connection, so
If y'all got love to share, I got love to to take in
Ayo nothing's gonna change unless you make it
what it seem
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (haha ha
Another day goes by, and still the children cry
Put a little love in your heart
If you want the world to know, we won't let hatred grow, no no
Put
famous for claimin' a murder
That he never really did
Yeah tell these people all
The facts here really
How you ran your mouth and
Almost got smacked by
Tell Emma I’m home dry
That I’ll come by soon enough
And give her my love
Tell her my minds made up
Tell Emma I’m home dry
That I’ll come by soon enough
you
I'm so weak
I love you tomorrow
I love you tomorrow
I love you tomorrow
I love you tomorrow
Sometime I get a little trouble
Sometime I
you
I'm so weak
I love you tomorrow
I love you tomorrow
I love you tomorrow
I love you tomorrow
Sometime I get a little trouble
Sometime I
to this committee.
Rev. Jeff Ling: "Listen you little slut, do as you are told"
Senator Exon: What is the reason
FZ: Sex!
Senator Exon: For these
these days
There's one thing I can count on
I love my fans
They're a mess for real, but I love my fans
And if you stuck with this song for this long
Then
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
have a little intervention
Come with me to Brighton, let me relieve your tension
You little wench, ya, murder wasn't my intention
If I wanted to kill
the bullets in 'em
(Where's the love)
But if you only got love for your own race
(Where's the love)
Then you're gonna leave space for others to discriminate
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