I hope I haven't been lying here long I'd say, "I told you so," but I'm long gone Who called you? Who found me? Who had to spread the news? I hope it
Lay down your head On cotton and feathers, so soft Let go of feelin' alone Have something that baby you're not And right now you don't call me friend
My bellybutton came untied The elevator turned to stone I ran with waving arms Then I lifted off the ground I took a pill I shouldn't have I'm not so
Close your eyes squeeze them tight I wish I may, I wish I might Keep on repeating your little chant You might believe it but I just can't Wish me away
Without your glasses you just plain can't see You favorite color for the most part is green You're close to your grandma on your mother's side You can
Does anybody really know you? Can anybody say they truly do? You swear that you're a hick retriever Your limbs are loaded down with rotten fruit You
Heavenly Days Look at that sky It could've been rainin' It could've been dry It could've been cloudy It could've been clear It could've been sunshine
am I'm doin' the best I can But I'm Broken Broken I'm wagin' war up in my head Last time I loved it 'bout left me dead And you're no better off 'cause
There's no way that I could ever do the things it does Cradle tons of gravel and the timbers all piled up Be that as it may I still do wish that I could
Taste me in your morning coffee Feel me in the air When the sunlight warms your skin Baby, think of me See me standing there beside you When you know
in between. What a shade of green? Chorus You make a psychadelic town out of a world with not color or sound the way your kisses lift me six feet off
Biz, Mark, is, ah goin off The Biz, Mark, is, ah goin off The Biz, Mark, is, ah goin off The Biz {*"Go off, go off!"*} [Verse Two] Ha ha ha ha ha! Check
"special marley marl remixes" may differ from the original version Yes, y'all-and, to the like beat-and You could either dance or just have
feet off the ground And when the rhythm pounds And the harmony sounds And the melody rolls around Right from the down beat, We can be found Ten feet off
Nothing's lost that isn't found And you're just two feet off the ground Off the ground, off the ground Off the ground, off the ground Off the ground, off
a pro All types of magic, lose the clothes Gotta party like this yo' world Make yo' booty go stupid, girl So hot that I love them curves Off top, shawty, mark
feel this short As soon as one ends the other starts You said all day I feel you're playing a part When all you ever want to do was leave a mark Every
to blast off - Straight to the chase, cause everybody know what's the case Aiyyo, I'ma about to blast off Straight to the point, aiyyo, yo, light another joint Nigga, I'ma blast off