and choked upon my own breath. I feel you, you breathing, I still feel you. You've pulled the nails from your hands, cast me out to sea, and I said my
night And I lie awake And while away the meanwhile And meanwhile...... Meanwhile I dwell On the baby that I killed Or the drink I should have not refilled And every heart I
of what I feel for you You you Can get in the way of what I feel for you When the rain is pouring down And my heart is hurting You will always be around
of what I feel for you, you, you Can get in the way of what I feel for you When the rain is pouring down And my heart is hurting You will always be around
: I don't know what you want, I don't hear what you said. Truth behind the lies. 'Cause I can't see what's in your head. And spread your wings and fly
the beach and stuff (you know) Things that lovers say and do I love you boo, I love you too I miss you a lot, I miss you even more That's why I flew you
I don't know) Where's the love, y'all People killin', people dyin' Children hurt and you hear them cryin' Can you practice what you preach And would
they chime Beyond the horizon I found you just in time It's dark and it's dreary I've been pleading in vain I'm wounded, I'm weary My repentance is plain
heart. I've made shoes for everyone, even you, while I still go barefoot. I and I In creation where one's nature neither honors nor forgives. I and I
is the real revolutionary, 'Cause I don't want my people to be contrary. And, brother, you're right, you're right, You're right, you're right, you're
torked at chu Niggas who slippin I'm commin to get you die they flat on their backs collapsed perhaps You shoulda knew when you came threw You fucked
for niggas that died I'm gonna safe divide, mind gone And I think I'm running out of time The god damn baby's daddy And I'm gonna damned to hell, if I
what? Fuck it, let's shoot up the club. If any of you niggas get pumped thinkin' you thug and you jump, nigga, you goin' get stomped. And we goin'
safe And outta the way And you know I get greater later, so I continue windin' It's all about perfect timin', feel me it's about perfect timin', hear
the great, the great divide, divide, divide, i'm soaking up the sun you're underneath the moon and i wish i could share it with you you livin'g your life i
and things The question remains the same Whose 2 blame My heart's torn as I watch my art form Give plaques and charms to writers of wack poems Divide
