while there's a man who sleeps on the ice-cold streets his godsend not in me, but in his cardboard: his sheets yet I still see the same son.
weep outside your windowsill of the castle where you sleep? Has the sun stopped shining upon the crown you hang? has your love and your hate started to feel the same
there's a man who sleeps on the ice-cold streets his godsend not in me, but in his cardboard: his sheets yet I still see the same son.
outside your windowsill of the castle where you sleep? Has the sun stopped shining upon the crown you hang? has your love and your hate started to feel the same
Cause we are all one, the same through & through I'm here for you, girl don't be blue Listen to me, here's what we'll do When the sun don't shine & the
six-one Chevy, still heavy in this game, can you feel me? Blame it on my momma I'm a thug nigga Up befo' the sun rise, quicker than the drug dealers Tell
curls A heart full of gold Still it won't change the world Though she could never understand why Some underhanded plans, witnessed a man die Was only 15 Should have
in the ocean Fall into me Dissolve in the sea The boundaries between, they are nothing But love we have, the only real thing..yeah There is a stone wall Around your heart
try to remember, but none of them ever the same, I dream of my brother, but never since he passed away, he talk to me, and I can't hear nothing he say
her know that I want her I told her I know for sure we belong together and I wouldnt break her heart my intentions are better And I shared the same
We gon' do it, we gon' do it, we gon' do it again 'Til the sun comes up, every night We party and we party 'til daylight I shouldn't have to tell you
which lives we?ve been roped in to fake Today and the past they?re of similar sake; The night?s a mistake that the tired sun makes So wake when you want
t have to be a prick just to be heavy Chaingin' all the time we changin' all the same change in this life and this eternal flame warm in the sun, refresh
s like it's broken mic Smokin mic, the word is spoken tight Yeah Ha-ha Now We are Have always been Have always had the champion sound The originators Of this here Now y'all can have
second news intro] [KRS-One] That's right, on any beat we sail Don't put your money on bail, put it on full scale Ha hah! Never fail, KRS I'd rather have
the wind stops its ceaseless blowing When the last wave has come into shore When the sun has called it a day And the stars have all floated away My heart
