Lyrics:
of the girls are saying I am the one with the greatest heart,
no matter where I go (gimme a break) no matter who i show
and I'm mr smalls
(Is that right, wait
Chicks be like damn playboy where they find you
I reply on the dance floor right behind you
Yea I do shows I got love for the fans
But understand
I'm worth
Injili, Injili
Can I sing with you
'Bout Mr. Tembo and what he's got to do
But first I'm going back
To the Colworth Road
To find the mission
and that's right where I belong
I'm the random minor note you hear in major songs
And I like that
I don't really give a fuck if I was just the only one
Back
By any means
I don't care what it takes baby I'll
Do anything
I'll
Do anything
I'll
Do anything
You don't belong in the cold
You shouldn't
Hop
Picked the "Truth" beat for Beanie
And I was in the session with him, I had my demo with me
You know, like I always do
I played a songs, he's
tongues
Till they're plenty dull
I'm bummed by glum hum of our mental lull
Build a tribute to our fullest, monumental
Or retreat to the stars from whence we
tell me where we fall, where do we go, where do we belong?
Just come with me, I know such a place where all the stars will die
I'm in a hole, I
(you're on the line girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from
of the show where Larry comes out and sings a silly song."
But, I've been thinkin', and talking with the guys.
Mr. Lunt: And we've decided it's time to broaden
that makes you laugh
When you know you're 'bout to cry
I know your favorite songs
And you tell me 'bout your dreams
Think I know where you belong
Think
Gone get him if not more money on his head and he passed
This a MR2 I assume I'ma crash
In a penthouse too
I don't know where we at
Moving so quick I
a pit stop
I'm still in the race
I'm gonna do what it takes
Wax museum
I'm surrounded by fakes
Younger me was great
Present me might not have what it
your teeth
Driven by night
Tensed by danger
Tumble anything you get across
Leave no trail
Run back into the woods I double dare ya
Shield yourself with
this place, you don't know my name
By the look on my face, not in this game
I don't wanna know where you're going from, where you came
I don't know
you'll stay by my side for a life
Not just a moment
Show me the place where I belong
And show me a love I know is real
Tell me you'll stay by my side
show you some-thin!"
Listen to the way they flip the metaphors and phrases
Listen, listen, it's drivin me CRA-ZY
Cause everytime I do a style
Let me go ahead and count up the presidents
Bitch I'm a nerdy ass gangster like Slick
Gripping the beam on the side of my hip
My money too heavy I walk
money, Dead faced presidents
She ask me why the fuck I'm high all the time
Bitch this my medicine
I just get by
I live day to day on otha shit
I just get
in the game
And all I'm seeing is imposters
Meeting with the angel
Meeting with the monster
Dead by the blade or dead by the chopper
Baby you belong
Injili, Injili
Can I sing with you
'Bout Mr. Tembo and what he's got to do
But first I'm going back
To the ?
To find the mission
And help him with
How did I get so far gone?
Where do I belong?
And where in the world did I ever go wrong?
How did I get so far gone?
Where do I belong?
And where in
Now that I'm ready to
Ready to love you the way you loved me then
Where are you now?
Do you still think of me
Or does your heart belong to someone
Now that I'm ready to
Ready to love you the way you loved me then
Where are you now?
Do you still think of me
Or does your heart belong to someone
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