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from Will Smith - Willennium (1999)
*The little rain drops fallin' down on me
But I can't seem to feel it, feel it Feel it coming over me The rain gon' come through the window, pain will come Black, white, rich, poor, it's the same old drum Rainy days like the war, use wisdom as a weapon Hold your head up, dry your clothes and keep steppin' Let the children feel the rain, 'cause if they feel the rain From the wetness, they stand to gain I came into the game, it felt like the middle of June Music was warm, artists, like flowers, they bloom Then boom, I shook the room, many felt the thunder My time to shine, did it like summer I wondered if the sun would shine forever Pops said "rain gon' come", to him I said "never" Chedder in the genes, face on screens Got a benz wit' the sheen, but what did it all mean I earned money and burned money, credit cards smokin' Platinumn, grammys, famous, but still broke and Not having cash put me in check Yo, the road to the riches is slippery when wet Amongst the fall is where you truly find yourself Ever since then, the rain I never felt Deal wit' it *Repeat (x2) At age seventeen, the worst pain, a hurrcaine Her first name still conjuers the rain Vowed to never let nobody ever get me wet Lest we forget, love is a four season concept Many say the rain they can't stand Never let the weather determine the man God has a plan, from it I never ran Follow my heart through the storm, my umbrella in hand I'm Noah, life's my arc forty days and forty nights, still can't take my heart Seen the fallen man To dope and liquor brands The devil'll dance to make it rain Bringing the pain Walk through the puddles of struggle on flooded streets Soakin' wet, but mastered the art of peace Through grey skies, I grew wise, on bended knees I knelt Since then, the rain I never felt What's wit' it *Repeat (x2) Sometimes I sit in my room, stuff on my mind Stress, can't rest, so I open the blinds See kids in the streets, runnin' around It wasn't touchin' em, but the rain was comin' down I wondered how, with my mouth wide Reminisce of the key, said I wanna go outside In the rain, to see if the same would happen to me 'Bout that time, God started rappin' to me He said "pain is the mother of change, the rain must flow So the seeds of joy might grow Don't be afraid, find shelter in me The road to greatness, through the valley of adversity" I felt the light as He proceeded to drop the gem These little children, the world we must receive like them I just smiled, and thanked Him for the cards He delt And since then, the rain I never felt What's wit' it *Repeat (x6) |
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from Jill Scott - Live In Paris: Deluxe Edition(Cd+Dvd) (2008)
Woke up this morning
Wit a smile on my face jumped outta bed took a shower, dressed, cleaned up my place Made some breakfast: Toast, two srambled eggs, grits Grabbed my keys, Grabbed my purse, Grabbed my jacket off to work Beaming all the way down third Is it the way you love me baybay? 2x 4:30 Can't wait to get home Naw girl go ahead I got something else to do Go ahead really Get your groove on Cause tonight my man is coming thru We gon hafto connect some other time (as much as i like to shake my thang on the dance floor) I got another nasty, freaky, right in mind Tonight, I'm gonna beat the high score. is it the way you love me baybay repeat adlib fade out |
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from Jill Scott - Live In Paris: Deluxe Edition(Cd+Dvd) (2008)
Yeah, Ohh, hey
yeah, ohh, mmm, mm. You pulled some tricks out yo sleeve last night everything I fantasize about-ah you had me climbing up a wall, how many ways was GOD called? you represented in the fashion of the tru-ly gifted. You oo-oo, put it down last night. Knocked me and had me dream about waking up alright. Do you want some money baby? How about some chicken wings? Do you want some fish and grits? I'll hurry and go get it! Whateva, whateva, whateva, whateva, whateva, whateva, whateva, whateva What-evaah. Whateva baby. whatever baby Whateva, whateva whateva whateva whateva whateva whateva whateva What-evaah. Whatevaaaah.whatever. ooooh. Wee made a groove last night. A poignant rockin forth and back..alright. anything I can do for you, just ask sometimes you wont have to. I'll be happy just to make you happy and that's true. Ohhh, We made power-ful love last night. Never knew passion could taste so sweet, alright. I made a vow to you, everything I do for you, is a joy and gift you've got my whole life lifted. Whateva, whateva whateva whateva whateva whateva whateva whateva What-evaah. Whatever you want me to do. Whateva, whateva whateva whateva whateva whateva whateva whatevah, it's cool baby lovin me the way you do. WHATEVA, WHATEVAH whatever you want me to do, I'll be happy do. baby |
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from Jill Scott - Live In Paris: Deluxe Edition(Cd+Dvd) (2008)
I can pay my own light bill baby
pump my own gas in my own car I can buy my own shoe collection I've been blessed thus far I can kill the spider above my bed although it's hard because I'm scared I can even stain and polyurethane But some things just don't change I need you Sometimes so hard to say I need you Some thing remail I can buy my own groceries baby Get my hair thight my nails right I can floss my own bling bling Write the the words to the songs I sing I can even raise the child we'll make Make sure he's loved and knows what God gave us I can teach him how to walk and stand but I need you to help him be a man We need you Some things don't change I could be congresswoman or a garbage woman or police officer or a carpenter I could be a doctor and a lawyer and a mother and a "good gGod what chu donet to me?" kind of lover I can be I could be a computer analyst The queen with the nappy hair raising her fist or I could be much more and a myraid of this Hot as the summer Sweet as the first kiss And even though Ic an do all these things I need you And even though I can do all these things We need you (and you need us too!) |
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from Jill Scott - Live In Paris: Deluxe Edition(Cd+Dvd) (2008)
I'm taking my freedom, pulling it off the shelf
Putting it on my chain, wearing it around my neck I'm taking my freedom, putting it in my car Wherever I choose to go it will take me far I'm living my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden golden I'm taking my own freedom, putting it in my song singing loud and strong, groovin all day long I'm taking my own freedom, putting it in my stroll I'll be high stepping y'all, letting the joy unfold I'm living my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden golden I'm holdin on to my freedom, can't take it from me I was born into it, it comes naturally I'm strumming my own freedom in the god in me reverence in his glory, hope he proud of me I'm living my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden golden livin' my life like its golden, golden, golden, golden, golden, golden livin' my life like its golden, golden, golden, golden, golden, golden livin' my life like its golden, golden, golden, golden, golden, golden living my life like its golden, it really matters to me oh! livin' my life like its golden, golden, golden, golden, golden, golden livin' my life like its golden, golden, golden, golden, golden, golden |
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from Jill Scott - Live In Paris: Deluxe Edition(Cd+Dvd) (2008)
You say you mean good for me
But you don't do it You say you have a plan but you just don't go thru with it You say you know the way to go And I should follow But all of your empty promises Leave me hollow And oh How do I trust you How do I love you When you Lie to me repeatedly And oh How do I have faith, in you When you just don't come thru Like you say you could Oh, say can you see (2x) You say that I'm wrong for Stating my opinion to you You say that I'm wrong and there'll be quiet consequences too But I know my rights babe There'll be no law abridging The freedom of my speech Or the right for me to petition for a remedy of grievances And I want to trust you I want to love yeah But you lie to me repeatedly And oh I want to have faith in you But you just don't come thru Like you said you could Oh say can you see Hmmm I want fresh fruit, clean water, Air that I don't see I want the feeling of being safe on my streets I want my children to be smarter than me I want, I want to feel I want to feel, I want to feel free For real ya'll I'm just telling you so you know I want to, I want to have faith in you I really do but you keep lying to me It hurts I believe, I believe you owe it me Give it to me like you said you would Hmmm Oh say can you see Hmmm Oh say can you see Oohh say can you see Hmmm By the dawn's early light |
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from Jill Scott - Live In Paris: Deluxe Edition(Cd+Dvd) (2008)
[Verse:]
You're that kind That turns my head and makes me look Whoa whoa whoa uh uh uh...uh You're the kind That makes me pull single dollars Out my pocket book, ooh baby You're sexiness in my restitute makes me Wanna cook my favorite recipe And place it on your table, baby Your in-toxic ting and so divine You're the kind that stays on a sista's mind [Chorus:] And I know you'll think this is crazy But, I got something better at home Ooh whoo oo woo woo Hey hey I got something better at home [Verse:] He's the kind that breaks it down And curls my toes, woo woo woo baby ow He's the kind that loves my mind and feeds my soul And I love it baby His intellect and outer respect, makes me wanna crawl And be my best And I know... He loves his baby He sense of self and silliness Makes the hardest things The simplest and I look but don't touch Never know baby [Chorus:] Cuz, I got something better at home Ooh ohoo ooo Cuz, I got something better at home Ooh ohh woo wooo [Bridge:] Baby I know you love me And your love is wonderful You help me feel free I wont betray you unintentionally, or intentionally I got you babe You can rest your shoulders and sleep at night Okay [Chorus:] Alright cuz I know Cuz I Know know know, I know, I got something better at home Oh I know I got something better at home I know oh oooh woo woo wooo I got something better at home Ohhhhh oohhhhhh |
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from Jill Scott - Live In Paris: Deluxe Edition(Cd+Dvd) (2008)
His name was Rasool
Carmel completed boy from the 22 Rough on the outside But on the inside he was cool Rasool was a king But also a fool Back on the block again with the same crew Tariq from the west side Little John form the avenue Always seen um bout a quarter to two Shaking hands with everybody But at the same time sharing the blues And oh how he passed it on Shaking hands till what was in his pockets was gone He'd be outside in the cold with his bubble goose on But inside I knew he wasn't warm Around 10:30 on that dreary night His bowaz said they were hungry they were hungry Wanted to get a bite But they didn't send a runner Rasool knew it wasn't right But he stayed anyway to get the chain he liked And oh how the shots rang in the streets Hitting everybody in the surrounding vicinity Children of the children One young father to be And Rasool lay dead in my north Philly Street At fifteen years old It was the first death I'd seen But the game ain't designed for no kind of winning And oh this is a friend of Rasool Telling you to think about what you do and who you call your crew The very choices you make May make a Rasool out of you Now you don't want that do you? |
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from Brown Sugar (브라운 슈가) by Robert Hurst [ost] (2002)
I like that I can talk with you
And you seem to adore it I like that I can tell you exactly how I feel I like that you don't look at me in that confused kind of way when the thoughts are running through my mind and I can't seem to find the right thing to say ooh this feels nice our easy conversation ooh this feels so tight our easy conversation ooh ooh ahhh this feels nice I I I I really really like when you speak to me You never front You always tell me straight up I Do do do do 4X |
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from Common 5집 - Electric Circus (2002)
(feat. Jill Scott)
[Chorus: Jill Scott] Can you speak your words of bedtime I was just saying to myself the other day Most of believing the magician But you're bewitching Because of this I must say I (I) I (oh I) I Appreciate what you give to me Yeah (I) I (oh I) I Appreciate what you give to me [Verse 1: Common] People say I got soul look at all the records I hold The lives I've affected, connect and control With me in your basement, your mama got blown I provide the vibe to keep the strippers on poles Through me the black experience is glorious told From a school that's old bold, so I rock gold And platinum, so cats I hold notes and cash for them On streets I rap for them, in ghettos I blast for them Mash with them, at the party and all Peep the universal language that's embodying all Put the Billie Holiday, Bob Marley in y'all Y'all feel most high when I be in y'all System, with the rhythm I up jump the boogie Shame I rely on record labels to push me Since the bush, I been y'all way to escape Through eight-tracks wax CDs and tapes I am music [Chorus] [Verse 2] You can feel me all over alive, I help culture survive, I opened the eyes of many Styles y'all wrote in the skies, with your lows and highs, open your mind to hear me In the streets I beat cops and obsolete On every station it's hot you can't stop my heat I taught J and Dre how to rock the beat On what's going on today yo, I gots to speak I take the stand, yo you could feel me bam Whether in Larry Graham or Steely Dan Live I be killing it man For how long I survived yo I'm realer than man Got a soft side but I'm still a man For me women cry and children dance, I'm trying to eat I could'a got a mil and ran But like Sly for the fam still I stand I am music [Chorus] [Verse 3] I been here since the beginning Beginning of time yo beginning of time Deep in the mind of the ancient ones Everybody love me like they do the sun I shine at times yo at times I'm dark You can't categorize me, my mind's a art Inside my heart, it ain't about climbing charts I'm the one you roll with when your ride is smart The change that came, the change that comes I change with chords and I kick it with drums Get blow with horns and did it on the one Riffed for guitars, for the Lord I sung Spun around the world at parties and weddings Wherever I go I create the setting You know me from lessons or your pops collections Whether whole or half stepping I'm a blessing Yo I am music [Chorus 2X] |
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from Common 5집 - Electric Circus (2002)
Common (talking)
phone rang, screen said caller ID said blocked, but for some reason i decided to answer it. on the other end was a french accent. he told me we needed to rap quick, cause he had did some bad shit, and would be gone for years, spending these last two days, with his momma and his kids when he spoke I wasn't trying to hear it ,cause I knew he was a real good person, and this didn't seem like it was in his spirit. he couldnt believe as much as i couldnt, what he done . he said now its time for him to turn himself in. no longer could he run, from life, from God. start thinkin, why is doing right is so hard. I got back to him when we was inLondon discussin the new testament and how our lives related to it, and how we could make the best of it. my voice became destined, so I asked him why you gotta go. he said you know turn to Matthew 24 he said no one knows the hour, nor do they know the day, but the kingdom is near, don't let anything lead you to stray. as long as God is with you, everything will be okay. so right about then,we decided to pray. Bilal just lyin back makin the smoke disperse a ray.... deep into clouds (deep into clouds) it's makin things appear to me so clearly.... deep in the clouds (deep in the clouds) just lyin back makin the smoke disperse a ray... deep in the clouds (deep in the clouds) it's makin things appear to me so clearly... deep into clouds (yeah,) Ceelo your time is a terrible to waste!!! for it's not one of the...possesions that you can brang to space (yeah, it don't matter) its a challenge, but the chance of seeing, is quite a dream to chase (yes it is) I hope I remind God of him when he sees my face (yeah) he gon see it! Omar (keeps on ) the feeling just keeps on lifting me higher (ever) and its everflowing it's, everflowing (keeps on ) when every thing, puts a smile on my face(ever-flowing, ever-flowing) and i recognize the strong goal but i keep on going, i keep on going (he keeps on going....in the background) i keep on going on!! (he keeps on going echo) Jill Scott hey mighty love, watching over me.... a smile........brillant..... all over .....constantly..... warm .....comforting..... perfect...like ...no..thing no hate..no confusion...no strain simply peace.... simply simply...simply...simply Mary J. Blidge No fear! Heaven is to me no fear of destruction understanding who he is his name is christ!!(yeah) heaven, heaven is to me wisdom, understanding, knowledge (ohh understanding) Erykah Badu streets of gold and pearly gates halos wings all dressed in white-haaaahhhahh, haaaaahhhuuah! angels sing and cymbols glare no ones rich no one's poor haaahhhhuuahh haauaahhaa people dreaming they live free making love while they in love haaaahhhuuahhh haahhuuahh won-der-ful dream wake me when you're home haa! haahhhaa haaaaaaiiiiahahah! Papa Lynn (talkin) Heaven, heaven is being pops heaven is spending the day with your grandchildren listenin to they voices whenand they laughing and play and then at the end of the day we hug we kiss and slowly they walk away and then suddenly they turn and rush back to me and hug me round the knees yeah, that's heaven to me |
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from The Roots - Phrenology (2006)
(Jill Scott)
I've been wondering about the Complexity Of what we have it shouldn't be More Just can't see More (Black Thought) You're physically in this, but how can we tell If we was meant to be in bliss if you're not mentally as well This energy you're sending me is tricky as hell Usually it's like a 50/50 we can take an L Before we start things At this point being apart brings The feeling of somebody plucking at your heart-strings I know it probably shouldn't feel like this But any other woman I see is in your likeness It's from your cheekbones... To your lips... To your curves... To your deep moans... To that walk... To your words... Your love feelin' like a breakdown on the verve First we on good terms, then you're on my last nerve Got my back just aching My Shoes is all tight It's too complex when we choose to do it right It's wrong One minute you a soldier - strong Then you turn around talking 'bout its over and gone. (i swear to god...) (Jill Scott) I've been wondering about the Complexity Of what we have it shouldn't be More Just can't see More I've been wondering about the Complexity Of what we have it shouldn't be More Just can't see More (Black Thought) When your boyfriend's in town it's bound to be trouble, love His name Black and he known to be a lover of Gettin' it on with my smokers jacket on Eyes racin' back and forth Listening to Chaka Kahn Tryin' to Figure the cause Why you always hackin' off Like I'm slackin' off Maybe our signals getting crossed What the case, love? You feel like you makin' a waste of Your precious time? - You need to get a taste of Some space to breathe, a moment as friends We shoulda felt ourselves slippin' into it again 'Cuz it's like Off and on, on and off Passion - Lost and found, found and lost Clashin', askin' for nothing but understanding Your heart's made of glass, use care in handling Girl - all-in-all I never leave you stranded 'Cuz my respect you commanded (you figure it out...) (Jill Scott) I've been wondering about the Complexity Of what we have it shouldn't be More Just can't see More I've been wondering about the Complexity Of what we have it shouldn't be More Just can't see More (Black Thought) I used to come into the party And stand around 'Cuz I was kinda too shy to really get down I used to, play the corner And watch the scene Deep down, knowing I wanted, to find me a queen And I can feel that in my stomach And up in my chest Because I knew a lot of women, and some was fresh But then I found you, girl and just like me You had a heart that was yearning to be set free Now listen See you and me need to take the time To erase any doubt that's inside your mind Its not a mountain that I'm ever too tired to climb And who's counting? - But I know at least a thousand times I let you know I'm here for you, care for you, and confide in you Break bread, share with you and provide for you And that's full time - it's no 9 to 5 with you That's why I'm tryin' to work it out with you (Let's go.) (Jill Scott) I've been wondering about the Complexity Of what we have it shouldn't be More Just can't see More I've been wondering about the Complexity Of what we have it shouldn't be More Just can't see More (Jill & Black) La da da da Da da da da La da da da Da da da Da da da da Da (Jill Scott) I've been wondering about the Complexity Of what we have it shouldn't be More Just can't see More |
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from Sergio Mendes - Timeless (2006)
Let me
Let me sit with you beside a street Let me Let me laugh with you and share your dream I'll be your true friend until the end You can depend only select me Let me, let me shade you Let me Let me Let me cheer you when your dreams go best Let me Let me hold you when your world seems lost Let me Cause right now you know I love you so Let me Let me never ever let you go Let me Let me Let me x3 love you girl Let me get into your world Let me Cause I never felt love like this here Let me take you for a walk, walk in the park Let me hold your hand Let me see you spark I desire tire I don’t want a partial Let me asking you something I don’t want to start at you If I can hold your hand can I hold your heart Let me, Just say you let me let me Aint nobody love me quite like you love me girl Body next to you, body let me love you girl Cause I never felt love like this here Let me take you to the beach Eat a peach Let me take you out everyday of the week If I know something you don’t know baby let me teach ya Let me, just say you let me Cause right now you know I love you so (you know I love ya) Let me Let me never ever let you go Let me, have me x2 Let me let me share you Let me Cause by now you know I love you so (you know I love you) So let me Let me never ever let you go x7 원츄~츄~ |
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from Dave Chappelle's Block Party (2006)
I'm taking my freedom, pulling it off the shelf
Putting it on my chain, wearing it around my neck I'm taking my freedom, putting it in my car Wherever I choose to go it will take me far I'm living my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden golden I'm taking my own freedom, putting it in my song singing loud and strong, groovin all day long I'm taking my own freedom, putting it in my stroll I'll be high stepping y'all, letting the joy unfold I'm living my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden golden I'm holdin on to my freedom, can't take it from me I was born into it, it comes naturally I'm strumming my own freedom in the god in me reverence in his glory, hope he proud of me I'm living my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden livin' my life like its golden golden livin' my life like its golden, golden, golden, golden, golden, golden livin' my life like its golden, golden, golden, golden, golden, golden livin' my life like its golden, golden, golden, golden, golden, golden living my life like its golden, it really matters to me oh! livin' my life like its golden, golden, golden, golden, golden, golden livin' my life like its golden, golden, golden, golden, golden, golden |
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from Dave Chappelle's Block Party (2006)
Woke up this morning
Wit a smile on my face jumped outta bed took a shower, dressed, cleaned up my place Made some breakfast: Toast, two srambled eggs, grits Grabbed my keys, Grabbed my purse, Grabbed my jacket off to work Beaming all the way down third Is it the way you love me baybay? 2x 4:30 Can't wait to get home Naw girl go ahead I got something else to do Go ahead really Get your groove on Cause tonight my man is coming thru We gon hafto connect some other time (as much as i like to shake my thang on the dance floor) I got another nasty, freaky, right in mind Tonight, I'm gonna beat the high score. is it the way you love me baybay repeat adlib fade out |
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from Dave Chappelle's Block Party (2006)
Chorus: Erykah Badu (repeat 2X)
If you were worried ’bout where I been or who I saw or what club I went to with my homies baby don’t worry you know that you got me (Black Thought) Somebody told me that this planet was small we use to live in the same building on the same floor and never met before until I’m overseas on tour and peep this ethiopian queen from philly taking classes abroad she studying film and photo flash focus record said she workin on a flick and could my click do the score she said she loved my show in paris at Elysee Montmartre and that I stepped off the stage and took a piece of her heart we knew from the start that things fall apart, intentions shatter she like that shit don’t matter when I get home get at her through letter, phone, whatever let’s link, let’s get together shit you think not, think the Thought went home and forgot time passed, we back in philly now she up in my spa tellin me the things I’m tellin her is makin her hot startin buildin with her constantly round the clock now she in my world like hip-hop and keep tellin me Chorus [Black Thought] Yo, I’m the type that’s always catchin a flight and sometimes I gotta be out at the height of the night and that’s when she flip and get on some ’ol [Eve] Another lonely night seems like I’m on the side you only loving your mic I know you gotta get that paper daddy keep that shit tight but yo I need some sort of love in my life, you dig me while politicin with my sister from new york city she said she know this ball player and he think I’m pretty Psych, I’m playin boo, you know it’s just wit you I’m stayin boo and when cats be poppin game I don’t hear what they sayin boo when you out there in the world, I’m still your girl with all my classes I don’t have the time for life’s thrills so when you sweatin on stage think of me when you rhyme and don’t be listenin to your homies they be leavin you blind [Black] Yeah, so what you sayin I can trust you? [Eve] Is you crazy, you my king for real [Both] But sometimes relationships get ill [Eve] No doubt Chorus [Black Thought] Thet snake could be that chick and that rat could be that cool cat that’s whispering ″she tryin to play you for the fool Black″ if something’s on your chest then let it be known see I’m not your every five minutes all on the phone and on the topic of trust, it’s just a matter of fact that people bite back and fracture what’s intact and they’ll forever be I ain’t on some ″oh I’m a celebrity″ I deal with the real so if it’s artificial let it be I’ve seen people caught in love like whirlwinds listening to they squads and listening to girlfriends that’s exactly the point where they whole world ends lies come in, that’s where that drama begins, she like Chorus: repeat until fade |
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