Well, I heard your mother say. "What a pleasant boy you're going with". That I don't mean any harm. And I only want to play. . Though I know she's just protecting you.
Hallelujah can tell this. Devin's got some shit wouldn't give a fuck if you dissed. Because shit to each's own and each owns voice. You can be stealin killin or chillen whateva your choice.
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Why do I want you. How can you say thing. Like what do you want me to be. Who did I fall for. Not the same person. You haven't been nice in a year. . But I'm not afraid anymore.
Yeah. Studio rap productions (this is how we ride). Uh (and this is how we ride, seventh sign). . [Verse 1]. My seventh sign niggaz still in that thang a dang.
Here comes the olive branch man. He'll press it any way he can. He tries so hard to understand. . Here comes the tired statesman. Heavy lidded bearded nowhere left to land.
Love took me by the hand. Love took me by surprise. Love led me to you. And love opened up my eyes. . And I was drifting away. Like a drop in the ocean.
Do you remember what we promised when we met, my love?. There would never be a reason for regret, my love. The news has come to town, the news flies up and down.
Oh, I knew there'd be trouble. It's what happens when you live. But hope is like a flame that never dies. . Hard's the road that I have taken. But I walk it unforsaken.
Patiently,. You slipped away from me.. It's not alright. you couldn't put up no fight.. But patiently,. the well ran dry.. You needed more water,. you needed more..
What a pretty thing to say?. What a pretty thought to think?. When the nights is closin' in. We star together. . And it's a never-ending show. It's the everlasting dream.
Ladies and gentlemen. Here comes the million dollar face. She's the candle, a little suicidal. She talks to Jesus about where to go. . Now she's invited to the cradle.
Waiting for a sign, a touch of your grace. To carry me home, under these waves. I'm slipping. . I'm crying like a child for the day to begin. To follow your breeze, hunted by your skin.
The way you crash into my space. The way you dance into the light. A butterfly beyond my reach. Your beauty wears me out tonight. It tears me up inside.
Lay down by my side. The truth won't hurt me now. And even in this last goodbye. There's beauty we can't deny. . Now maybe, maybe, maybe it's a crime, dear.
1:35, she calls me up. And I can hear it in her voice. A little wasted when she says. Can I come over for a little while?. . And I reply, Of course you can.