There's a stillness in time Which I cannot define Does your heart bleed like mine For a place we can go Where the troubles of our time are far away And
Written by jay kay, wallis buchanan and toby smith Personnaly I like a lot this song. they get to fusion the didgeridoo vibes with the song very smoothly
Every bird will sing the melody of our love tune, oh Yesterday I was half the man I'd used to be Maybe that's because you're the other half of me Like
You can be light years Away fom a serious intention See I thought I'd change it all Someday I'd get to turn mankind this day If you don't know you can
Oh, I'm gonna take my baby Say I wanna go there Won't you go to my morning glory? All of my visions were untrue Till I had a vision of you And untimely
Now we're getting nasty Everybody's talking about the kids The kids got funky soul and groove emotion But if you don't give the kids the chance to use
Have you gone astray or lost your way? You should have seen me yesterday Well, I knew this kind of love was written in the stars It's only once or twice
at hand And all my inhibitions have disappeared without a trace I'm glad, oh that I found somebody who I can rely on This is the return of the space
You say you fight to give us freedom But often more than not this is abused And the faces of a tired generation Have decided they are sick of being used
Now, it occurred to me As I awoke from deeper dreams All this evolution And still I don't know what it means And it gets so hard for me to change When
'Cause I remember It was four hundred years or more Since you came to crucify And they were taken far away from home There were promises of paradise
I cramp your style With a bullet and a smile Ugh, niggas on the D-l casin' me out Truckin' my jewels, feelin' for the tools When they come they gots
Yeah, this is goin' out to all those muthafuckas That like to use the word 'gangster' Although I am the O.G. I'm representin' that hustlin' game To the
Yeah, ah, Ice-T back in that ass, return of the real Muthafuckas fakin' and frontin' like they don't know what time it is Niggas on the streets ain't
'96, ah shit, Ice-T, back representin', nigga, once again That real shit, nigga I thought you knew, bitch Better recognize Players, check your grip before
Yeah, too many hardcore muthafuckas out here in this business Ain't gettin' their proper loot You know what I'm sayin'? Check the technique Everybody
The game of life is only fake and true But it's all about the dollars when the day is through It's the return of the real Return of the real I go deep
Hey, yo, Ice This guy here say, he wants to get in, man You're sure home boy's ready? Yo, Ice, this nigga said he's ready, man Yo, kid you're sure you
