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Doo Wop (That Thing)

Lauryn Hill

The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill

1998

yeah
Yeah, a-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, a-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)

It's been three weeks since you were looking for your

gotta be another way
Another way I'm
Looking for another way
Out
There's gotta be another way
Another way I'm
Looking for another way
Out
There's gotta be

(Dior)
Know you out there in the projects
And you ain't taking deposits
So a nigga gotta sing for yours
I'll be with you when yo lows getting high off

said, girl, you burnt out, like using the term burnt out
I went when I was little, but it just didn't work out
In search for this thing called love that

what you die by look like Pills and steel
Looking for some peace you gotta keep you one
Never stop hustling sun up to sun
Roll you up a wood for the ones

I can't let them pimp me out a dime for my shit
They tell me nothing matter but this paper always
All I know is grind I'ma hustle all day
Looking

to push up the pace
Who are we tonight?
Am I winning or loosing this race?
 
Looking for love in all the wrong places
(why am I?) 
Looking for love in all

I'm different
I stand out cause I'm holy
I'm set apart from the old me
I'm set apart for His glory don't nobody own me
Different
I stand out cause

in order to feed they kids
They gotta play that same shit over and
Over and over again i was raised by KRS
One, I was raised by Child Conquest
I was

The Wanderer

Johnny Cash

Faraway So Close

1994

eight lane
I passed by a thousand signs
Looking for my own name

I went with nothing
But the thought you'd be there too
Looking for you

I went

at the pictures
Didn't have a manual to build this
Just assemble it from feeling
By looking at pictures
I was given tools meant for building
With no

they just blocked out by my armor
I've been scoring big I feel like Harden
Hopped up in the rocket then we darted
This like every day
Got some blessings

This Hollywood Stel
Shit, got albums for free
And got albums for sale, ya
VBS on neck and wrist man I'm looking fly
Strap behind my Gucci

Nah, I ain't looking for no hero, no, or heroine
Please don't volunteer, we'll be broke by a sin
I be worried 'bout the wrong things sometimes,

day I'm getting wiser,
Bit by bit I'm climbing now my days are looking brighter 
cnd every step I take it makes me older,
These days are getting long,

For probable cause, I let go
While you were out there weighing odds
I was imploding the mirage
While you were out there looking like that
I struck

thinking maybe I could stick with you 

I need somebody to take me out again
On nights that I'm home all lonely in my bed
I'm not looking for nothing
Just

think for a minute
Nah I said think for a minute, no
Turn the lights out, let me think for a minute
A minute or two

So by the time this comes out, I

The suicide doors would go up for ya
Take a bullet by my side for ya
Like the saviour took the dagger by his side for me,
I would die for you, like he died for

UP ,UH, UP, UH, UP, Now we looking up
UP ,UH, UP, UH, UP, Now we looking up
They taking some L's, Yea I keep out of touch(okayyyy)
I'm giving them

the night is dark and stormy
You won't have to reach out for me
I will come to you
Oh I will come to you
Sometimes when all your dreams may have seen better

Don't be blinded
By a image
They looking at my pictures
With a vengeance
Like im not up late nights
And early mornings
Out here really restless
It's

'm looking for the opp
I know these niggas dancing
I'm looking for the mop
I'm cleaning up the streets
Watch a nigga body drop
While I'm looking for Gold

grandfather was lying wounded in the leg. He’d been wounded by one of our own lads who’d mistaken him for a German when Grandfather had come hobbling out