When I first met you I thought that you and I was friends to the end. People told me men you befriended just went to the pen. But I ain't listen to them, cause you promised.
Give me a little bit, a little bit. Just a little bit, or a lot. . Pieces of the dream that I pick up in my mind. Is not blind, of our love. Every day when I look into your brown eyes.
[Aceyalone:]. Project low...yeah. (I love it) Yeah-yeah!. Whoo--coo-coo-coo.... . [Chorus: 2x]. I go easy on the coke, you know. heavy on the green, don't pop the pill.
It was so beautiful. Remember how in love we were?. So in love.. So in love.. Once.. So in love.. Once.. . She was a young girl. I was a young man. And I knew they would get her when I let go her hand.
(Babu Scratching and Mixing). "You got light.. don't wait till its dark to as questions". . [Hook number one - Iriscience]. You should check the signs, symbols, hits, clues,.
(Watch your eardrums pop). (Watch your eardums pop) (pop) (pop). . [ VERSE 1: Evidence ]. I got 61 keys with delays. I'm vocally blown, but never thrown into the maze.
(Watch your eardrums pop). (Watch your eardums pop) (pop) (pop). . [ VERSE 1: Evidence ]. I got 61 keys with delays. I'm vocally blown, but never thrown into the maze.
[Babu scratches]. As I expand.... you. . [Iriscience]. Ay yo amplify, magnify, broaden my reach. Expand, exercise, ex-get increased. The 'e' and the 'x' are connected like excellence.
(watch your eardrums pop). (watch your eardums pop) (pop) (pop). . [ verse 1: evidence ]. I got 61 keys with delays. I'm vocally blown, but never thrown into the maze.
It could all be so simple. But you'd rather make it hard. Loving you is like a battle. And we both end up with scars. Tell me, who I have to be. To get some reciprocity.
I was just a little girl. Skinny legs, a press and curl. My mother always thought I'd be a star. But way before my record deal,. The streets that nurtured Lauryn Hill.
Everything is everything. What is meant to be, will be. After winter, must come spring. Change, it comes eventually. . Everything is everything. What is meant to be, will be.
Wie oft nahm ich mir schon vor von 'ner Brücke zu springen. Und wie oft schrie ich in den Himmel wie glücklich ich bin. Doch was ergibt das für'n Sinn dir von der Scheisse zu berichten?.