of all I miss It feels like time is slipping through my hands, familiar voices reaching out to me Now just faded words stained with yesterday Just whispers
all I miss It feels like time is slipping through my hands, familiar voices reaching out to me Now just faded words stained with yesterday Just whispers
, kid: eeease up! [3rd Eye] Next up, time for me to fly, come on Back up, back up, turn the track up Black, I'm 'bout to blow up - boom Best to give
her mystery... Whispers, how they sound like raindrops Hush now we'll make it alright She's framed by the front porch light Uuuhuh, suspicion, raising up
Tried the blanket to replace Just then she lost her balance In the front of that wild tide Carroll's voice controlled the round up "Lie still, Lenore" he cried And then close up
her to go to work The sun is shining but I'm the shadow of my smirk I keep my breathin under my breath Tucked within the untrimmed bushes next to her front
tan too Uh! I'm a mack girl, holla back girl My stroke game put a pain in your back girl I can't front, I be humping around That's why these girls be
let it be. And in my hour of darkness She is standing right in front of me Speaking words of wisdom, let it be. Let it be, let it be. Whisper words of
hour of darkness She is standing right in front of me Speaking words of wisdom, let it be Let it be, let it be Let it be, let it be Whisper words of wisdom
darkness She is standing right in front of me Speaking words of wisdom, let it be Let it be, let it be Let it be, let it be Whisper words of wisdom,
other worlds Where my instincts carry me Today my instinct is accurate Nothing will ever change it Ever change it! I don't hear that madness whisper That has vanished in front
there when I feel good enough to go Windows were shakin' all night in my dreams Everything was exactly the way that it seems Woke up this morning and
Dat Came Into Da Scene Got A Bag Full Of Money And A Porsche On Da Runway Store Closed Still Po-Po-Poppin Tags On A Sunday Tell Dem Otha Lames, They'll Probally Catch Up
I'd taste her baby pink lipstick and that's when I'd melt She'd whisper in my ear tonight she really was mine Get back in front, put some hair oil on