doesn't need me, no it doesn't need My heart ain't shattered My mind ain't rattled How I want to feel the pain Break my heart, convert it My mind, alert
your ready your steady rolling with deadly And friendly territorial glorious story you've heard nothing But bull for me, coming from ghetto the Guero the heart
if they don't hear me I know, you know, we know [2nd Verse - Talib Kweli] Heheh, yeah.. Yo, hey baby look like you need a break tonight Let me make it
of strength The glorious road warriors We travel the length We've seen high times, low tides Waves that break We keep eyes open Heads up, no mistakes Self disciplined Listening to voices in my
court dates Trauma, hands is like candy canes, lay my balls on ice The branches in my weed be the vein Swimsuit issue darts sent truly from the heart
When I go to sleep, you become my thief Why don't you steal, what you can keep? But you won't let me be, you break into my dreams And everyday seems different
Thug line All night long, we ain't goin' to sleep Beat these motherfuckin' streets with heats an' break beats Make my way through the door, four rounds bar, man My
break your heart and then get off on you... (solos: 1st - Kid Congo, 2nd - Mustang Dave) So, I walk smile like he smiles I walk just like he walks my right hand to my
and the soul felt its worth Chantal: A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn Avril: Fall on your knees Oh hear
me playin this chick And clam I copped my phat shit from playin a trick And my outside appearance gotta stay straight The first opportunity to seal my
am? Break me into who You want me to be When the time is finally right Will You open up my eyes And show me everything You want me to see? This life is not my
to the earth O, my soul, my soul felt it's worth O, my soul, my soul felt a thrill of hope ([Incomprehensible]) For yonder breaks a new and glorious
me out so I'm waiting to thank you for being beautiful. Too man times I drive away with my heart still sitting in the door and my foot filling my mouth
this although my hands are free from violence and my prayer is pure! My days are gone, my plans are shattered, gone what was once my heart's desire
who ain't good enought to make love to foolish guys And my "Paradise" doesn't wanna hear me playing piano all the time I have to try to have my baby
And yet we're still Such grand old friends Such devoted and old friends Words cannot suggest What's in my heart And for the rest Why even start? My
I'll try to describe the way that it felt To tell my own mother her son is a failure His heart is too cold to love anyone but himself It's like stabbing