Lyrics:
But yesterday's forgotten
And tomorrow is already pass
There's no surprise
That is the state of the art, my friend
That is the state
No more invisible speechless, deaf and blind child
With neglected pleasures being addicted to denial
Floating through time, gravitating towards
and breathe out. You can position your body more and more comfortable.
To feel more and more relaxed.
To feel that you are drifting off. Into a wonderful
Baby girl wanna know when I'm pullin' up
I said, my dream will go untouched
Once they understand, I'm done
Then you can get ready because then I'm
November
That ball blue SEGA
I was Constructed with stardust
Refined by God's touch
Molded and died just yesterday working on today
Being a new being so
for my greed
My urge just fogged my mind
Please now, let me mend your wounds
Let's get ourselves inside"
For once i had to carry
The water by myself
I
This is a diss track
For our dead friend
First off, Hornito's is gross
I wouldn't even raise a shot just to cheers your ghost
You needed more showers
are
Lay with me
Beautiful lies once more tell me
With all the love in my heart
I'll set you free
Now that your eyes have said good-bye
I found
to steal my freedom like more than once want me lock up for years Nigga (For years Nigga)
I'm the type that lay on jump out them bushes yea I'm on some drill
like I have
Oh like I am
I would have let them by the way that was yesterday
Oh I'm here, here I am, here I am
Loving you is easier
Than
hero finds himself in a position where he is threatened by what he sees as certain Bereavement one way or another
As he loses his mind trying to find his
wonderland
If I could take these precious moments
Put 'em in a box
If I could feel these times once more
I'd turn back the clock
Wouldn't it be wonderful
Step right up going twice, going once
Sold to the boy hanging from the rafter
Read em and weep
I can't do both at once
And I've had much more schooling
Flows is sick, more clothes and kicks
I suggest you put checks over chicks
Hoes will trip, more dough you flip
Blow O's with the one plus six
Five
I carry the cross, if Virgin Mary had an abortion
I'd still be carried in the chariot by stampeding horses
Had to bring it back to New York
I'm
I carry the cross, if Virgin Mary had an abortion
I'd still be carried in the chariot by stampeding horses
Had to bring it back to New York
I'm
No more invisible speechless, deaf and blind child
With neglected pleasures being addicted to denial
Floating through time, gravitating towards
He was born in the summer of his 27th year
Coming home to a place he'd never been before
He left yesterday behind him, you might say he was born
If I could only share with you
Once more the fruits of yesterday
Could I forget unspoken words?
The change in colours of your way
I can still see
from day
Yesterday I promised I would get it straight
I'm crooked like the smile that J.Cole has
I cannot forget so I must dwell amongst the past
How can
a frame
Now, we're no more shoulder by shoulder
We'll keep gettin' older
Time has disappeared
This is here we part
We have different cards
Our ties will be
my eyes to see You once again
To feel the warmth of Your embrace
I'm surrounded by Your grace
I can hear You whisper in the wind
Your Word has set me
I never thought we would be
Anything more then a fading memory
But yesterday's have come and gone so easily
Taking everything we had meant to be
He was born in the summer of his 27th year
Coming home to a place he'd never been before
He left yesterday behind him, you might say he was born
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