together In the darkness, I'm with you Hold me now, hold me now In the darkness, our world is painted blue In deep dark colors, I love you In the darkness
: Yeah we very different that I cant deny Yous a big city girl and imma country guy You represent the north so you love hip- hop And im straight up out
darkness of my room. No matter what I would do in an attempt to replace all these pills that I take trying to balance my brain, I've seen the curious girl
other You can stand under my umbrella You can stand under my umbrella ella ella eh eh eh Under my umbrella ella ella eh eh eh Under my umbrella ella ella
we're invisible Hot cash days that you trailed around Cold cold nights under chrome and glass Led me down river of perfumed limbs Sent me to the streets with the good time girls
, bring that big joint (That's my word) Yeah (one) Yeah [Ghostface Killah] In the crib on this rainy day, I'm chilling Glass pianos and Portuguese drapes
love cicles, use em for portals and time holes And dance backwards and chant with the crow people At the crop circle, I come to know people Under moon
, great grands Reminiscing about foundation you gave 'em For repairing my relationship with my pops before he passed All I ask is you raise your glass for this celebration Toast to the most beautiful girl
I said so Do it cuz you want to You want to cuz I said so [Verse 2] She got what you want But more than you can take Under those dark glasses Baby eyes
you'll never imagine, but Ima start at home, when I see a girl I like I walk straight up to her And I'm like (ugh), Heyy girl how ya doin, you are the
plat', like glass and chrome Black credit card, just asking on Didn't need it, just didn't have it home White girl in Africa, Black in Rome Philipina girl
You can stand under my umbrella You can stand under my umbrella ella ella eh eh eh Under my umbrella ella ella eh eh eh Under my umbrella ella ella eh
u can stand under my umbrella u can stand Under my umbrella ella ella eh eh eh Under my umbrella ella ella eh eh eh Under my umbrella ella ella eh eh
of a rebel I drop heavier levels It's unseen or heard, a king with words Can't knock the hustle, but I've seen street dreams deferred Dark spots in my
a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder How I keep from going under It's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder How I keep from going under Broken glass
In the crib on this rainy day, I'm chilling Glass pianos and Portuguese drapes, hang from the ceiling Persian rugs, Moroccan sofas I walk to the house
circles Use it for portals and time holes And dance backwards, and chant with the crow people At the crop circle, I've come to know people Under moon
