nothing and everything was new It was all laid out just for me and you now Wave goodbye I know that I'll believe if you spell it out for me Spell it out
we wanted nothing and everything was real It was all that I allow For me and you now Everybody know that I believe, if you spell it out for me Spell it out
번역: 포옹. 그것을 맞춤법.
niggaz Joe Pesci and all that shit like this yo Fillin' out the cards to your eulogy Murder that ass, send my regards to your family, fuck it That's
Grab y'all to the tummy dummy Some of you listen im stable It's nothin Like bein in a cell with Doom niggaz See a spell WWW make a motherf**ka smell.
to all who hear the sound The call of morning rising You're in a mystic space Can't you feel the force embrace, the chill of the wind As it names you
What did you do? I fought myself Just like us all Under the spell But knowing my face Kept me in place My temper embraced I'm feeling ready for change
't wanna deal with All stressed out shoutin, throwin? a fit, c?mon How you gonna lie, you?re way out of this one? You think it might be time for a confession
Rule be prayin' on his cover 'cause he need it And all you niggaz hatin', shut you mouths It's just that real niggaz ain't buyin' that shit y'all put out
be prayin' on his cover 'cause he need it And all you niggaz hatin', shut you mouths It's just that real niggaz ain't buyin' that shit y'all put out
out pages Quietly plotting our fictional lives Potential unmet when our hands can't seem to move Secrets well kept when words can't spell our truths
blow my promise to you Let us embrace our mother earth Losing time - losing space - in this hot summer night Our witness will be our brother moon Watching out
me the black velvet embassy suite killin' me Spell it Maxi Priest caught me in the days up on Delancy Street Stand solar, deadly vengeance with a crowbar It
flinches, second glancing their every move. It ate pickled nose cartilage that fell from the ceilings, a porkskin drizzle unnerving the humans, while it read aloud from it
gust hit my face, burning rain tore the clouds From depth of the gloaming thunder came On a mountain I saw it When lightning reached out for him Enchanting
stars portents of rips I ascended to spur A mere glimpse or murmur From her precious celestial lips Be it sun to your moon Be it moon to your sun Together
it ### thought containment. We call it entertainment and you could love it or hate it. You could turn it up, or turn it off, or just embrace it. There
