the answers To my great divide Someday when the sky is falling I will let you know Someday when my dreams are caving in I will let you know I'll let you know
finding the answers To my great divide Someday when the sky is falling I will let you know Someday when my dreams are caving in I will let you know I'll let you know
Mr. QK would chill with a wife Ty and Matt caught bodies Now they spend there life behind bars catchin' scars that will not heal niggas don't know the half
had You're a dime and you know you mine, flipping with you right in my slab Relationship ain't the same, as the others back in the past See I tried
Iverson and Philly (yea), T.O. and Mcnabb (yea), even Game and 50 (yep!), I guess sometimes you gotta let the past be the past (past), But I'd give a
gab, talked my way in and took some ass Whips and cash, come through half stepping and then get whipped in half Southsides my heart, too hard to forget the past
shopping bags and half of it aint your's I did things for, aint rich aint poor I want it to do more but hell I just aint know her well enough to know
Last night, the constellations Watched me walk at half past twelve With some people you don't see The whole picture all at once Like you fill in the gaps
be gettin' high Since Luke was Luke Skywalk Man, my topic of talk is sheddin' shame All over your game like them shorties who claim That Afrocentric lovin' is the past
by And things get better I'm weary from the war I'm losing half my soul But the days go by and Past the point of reasons I just want you to believe
I heard a couple man want me dead so I went out bought a Gucci hat and put money on my own head I forever hear people talking like I don't know about
turn to minutes and the minutes move so fast Before you even know it you're living in the past People are always acting too hot or too cold They don't wanna know
you know they disperse for bucks So take caution in the streets cause our protection sucks This dude, he had the darkest pads, who dressed up in the heart of brash Forever
through the hood And I see my niggas, and the smoking real good So show a nigga love, what up kinfolk And while you at my nigga, won't you past the dope You know
carries me away And I see forever You're the arms I fall into There's nothing in this world I wouldn't do Just to know You better I don't wanna give You half
I know this has got to be a dream Machines and Luxuries don't last I took my sleep for granted in the past And I woke up half-dead in the hourglass
know this has got to be a dream She's in love, her wings don't lie I took my sleep for granted in the past And I woke up half dead, hourglass Now
Whereas break beats have been the missing link Connecting the Diasporic community to its drum woven past Whereas the quantized drum has allowed the whirling
