with all my longings But can't keep up with what I got So I hope I don't sound too ungrateful What history gave modern men A telephone to talk to strangers
how are you getting on, alone? What gage measures miracles? And whose heartbeat's electrical? We feign sickness with our modern joy But even western
electrical fences Defenses are down, shake a nigga up Bounce him off the sound You know what I'm sayin'? The God ca-diver, in the streets of Iris We talk
electrical fences Defenses are down, shake a nigga up Bounce him off the sound {You know what I'm sayin'? The God Cadaver, in the streets of Iris We talk
is to hold Hold you like no one before And never let you go Love is forever Then I met you And I was feeling so alive, baby A joy like this I
how are you getting on alone? What guage measures miracles? Whose heartbeat's electrical? We feign sickness with our modern joy. But even Western medicine
mind races with all my longings But cant keep up with what I got I hope I don?t sound too ungrateful What history gave modern man A telephone to talk
[Juicy J] Yea like I said Probation and parole is a trap for niggas That shit real dawg, real talk nigga I wanna say whats up to all my niggas down in
Ask how are you getting on alone? What guage measures miracles? Whose heartbeat's electrical? We feign sickness with our modern joy. But even Western
Ask, "how are you getting on, alone" What guage measures miracles Whose heartbeat's electrical We feign sickness with our modern joy But even Western
stop nothin I'm doin or move me out the throne Big Bangin niggaz consistent you know who runnin this rap shit Bus and Kayslay go 'head talk slick Flipmode
off the sound [Interlude: Killah Priest of Sunz Of Man] You know what I'm sayin? The God ca-diver, in the streets of Iris. We talk about sex, money and
