I can trust My heart and I were buried in dust Free me, free us You're all I need when I'm holding you tight If you walk away I will suffer tonight
tales Course the compass to offer Into a time that we've all seen on Into a time that we've all seen on High the memory carry on While the moments start
Standing on a hill Speaking words of wisdom Some see a healer Reaching out his hand To give sight to a blind man Some see a dreamer Wasting his life On
nigga, a street nigga till it's done with And I could never let you talk me into dumb shit Like selling out to move a few more units Just keep me in the
hangers She on da ??? We naw back down Put in down pon big fat mothers And when da shy girl haffi cry She tryin na bligh She haffi get di ____(?) But mi gal dem a ___me
wanna? Sit around and raise a child all on her own Like me, that's why I put a verse on the song Just like my mother raised me and my brother That why
can you feel the might? My journey back to my motherland Unfolding a serving hand [chorus] ... I see the white up in the dawning sky It carries me
away The sun goes on and on You can't go against the grain You gotta let it go, let it go Ah, everything fades away The sun goes on and on You gotta let
with ya (Chorus) You took me high you took me low You sold your soul with lies you told And now it's time to ride alone The lights will guide me home
carry us away Like once in this storm, they drove me and Justin home The music was just being born It was all I was longing for Now I'm on a plane Off
hold the weight of boulders on my shoulder blades I seen the golden gates to heaven on Earth Where they don't pull a weapon on you when you stepping on
X) Verse 2: Denaun Porter Baby it's all on you, it's you I call on boo Let's set a day up so you can fall on through We'll take a spin in a Lexus
empty space) Somebody like you girl (I hope someone will come today) Send me now, send me now somebody to love (Someone to take me all the way) Send me now, send me
off, stop grabbing me hands off Me niggas start to bore me I'm getting sleepy I need some coffee Me and my wu-bandits We carry niggas deep in the canvas
wrong I pray it's just a fantasy that carried on too long Amy isn't dead, I never knew an Amy I was just a boy, how can you blame me? Maybe that's okay
on, on my folks It's funny how this bangin's got its different strokes I think about my loccs and how they made it Though I'm stressin from the fact They gotta suffer
with aroma fresh cologne all that corob on Flamin' up trippin' while stanky roll on Herringbone on gettin' my pose on to the liquor I'm on bone Huggin
