Lyrics:
the love that comes with light
I wore envy and I hated that
But I survived
I had a one-way ticket to a place where all the demons go
Where the wind
the prettiest mask that you ever wore
Oh whoa
I watched her go
After she planted her love in the top soil
And from the top soil an iris bloomed
It was
that's for sure
One, two, three, four - tell the people what she wore!
(You're American, miss)
Hold a candle to this!
his hat, he's livin' on borrowed time
When a man gives you his hat, he's livin' on borrowed time
The shoe fits so I wore it but I left one lace untied
I done wore a two piece tux on Jimmy Kimmel
Then came back to the hood and whopped your ass like I was Kimbo
I done lost 20 millions on lawyer fees
I had no life, I had no love
I was a bug
I had no mirror, wore dirty clothes
Over and over
The day I saw her my mind was set
Ooh, I'll never
on the mask that he wore
On his face, they can put somebody else in his place and restore
The state, the illusion that it's safe
The faith, that being a slave
dreams of stardom
The Prince of Compton meets the Queen of Harlem
First date at Mr. Chao's it was kosher, I wore culture
The fur, the Gucci, Louis,
She wore a pink 'Bama do-rag
Smackin' on Juicy Fruit
Red clay stickin'
To her Timberland boots
A tight white t-shirt
Showin' off her Talledega tan
I
and you the polar opposite
Come through, bitch start dropping it, getting low
I don't gotta trick, the only magic I know
Wore the number 32 and retired
Well, I’ve seen that look a thousand times
And I know that sparkle in your eyes
And I know what it means tonight
That’s the dress you wore when we
wore overalls to Sunday church
You said the Good Lord's work
Ain't done in a monkey suit
You bought your tires down at
Eddie Shaw's garage
You
Blue, blue is the color of skies
Blue is the color of your eyes
Your beautiful blue eyes
Black, black is the color you wore
Black is the promise
She was cool, she was hot
She was smokin' a lot
At the end of the bar
She had more than one
Too many buttons undone
On that blouse she wore
to do, oh
Why you always gotta be the one to take the lead
You wanna plant a seed, good thing I wore a shield
You think without a brain you seem
a hummingbird
A hummingbird, a hummingbird
Oh, there's a hummingbird singing
There is the hat you made, the clothes you wore
Lying down on the cold, dirty
outta those well wore tracks
She goin' back
Moss hangin' down like beards in the bayou
Old folks watchin' from a rockin' chair
Ain't no place for
lovely it was.
Thanks for the memory
Of cushions on the floor,
Hash with Dinty Moore,
That pair of gay pajamas
That you bought
And never wore
lovely it was.
Thanks for the memory
Of cushions on the floor,
Hash with Dinty Moore,
That pair of gay pajamas
That you bought
And never wore
lovely it was.
Thanks for the memory
Of cushions on the floor,
Hash with Dinty Moore,
That pair of gay pajamas
That you bought
And never wore
Hey Mister prankster prankster
Story book gangster
Back in 86 you wore pumps and masscara
Down did the motherfuckin wreckin crew bid
But once
damned if another bitch wore your last name
Put your hands up ladies if you want it all
Put your hands up ladies if you want it all
Put your hands up
you make it work, no homo
Hey yo I kinda like your natural scent, no homo
Hey I kinda like the musical Rent, no homo
Man I can't decide who wore it
up on my, chest
I wore that ass out
Girl just, rest
[Chorus]
[Raheem DaVaughn]
When I step up in the club
You know its going down in here
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