it, gotten a hold on me For the third verse, the sun I've been trying to get the funky job done Pull myself up and work that funk Don't listen to the
ear to the ground show your face to the sky on a night when the skies echoe sounds from inside of your mind on the stage that you shone where the sun
gone Tall, tall grass all around Come on, lay that blanket down Wild flowers just like you Lay on me like mornin' dew Now take my hand, walk with me Sun
'll tongue you down, down Tongue you down, down, tongue you down I don't speak French but I'll tongue you down, down Tongue you down, tongue, tongue you down
no return If you listen you learn Just how a nigga earn I got money to burn While the Gap Band play She dropped the bomb on me It's up and down And up and down
a Saturday night Every night is a Saturday night Saturday night for me In a city boulevard, broken and neglected When the sun sets, expect the unexpected Listen
raysa?? Another Dodger-blue sky is crowning L.A.a?? The City of Angels is rushed every daya?? That lucky old sun smiles on mea?? Wanna slide down the
just jumped the watchman, right outside the fence Took his rings, four bucks in change, ain't that heaven sent? Hurts my ears to listen, Shannon, burns my eyes to see Cut down
Morning comes, she follows the path to the river shore Lightly sung, her song is the latch on the morning's door See the sun sparkle in the reeds, silver
steppin' into town It's a rainbow full of sound It's fireworks, calliopes and clowns Everybody dancin' C'mon children, c'mon children Come on, clap your hands Sun went down
me All is silent around me My words must therefore be few I can now say no more He is silent for he has nothing to answer when the sun goes down
I was on the humble, you on every station Some wan' play young Lauryn like she dumb But remember not a game new under the sun Everything you did has
Here we go Inside my head there lives a dream That I wanna see in the sun Behind my eyes, there is a me That I've been hiding for much too long 'Cause
't Let Me Come Down. [Chorus:] Sniffin On Sum Good Blow,(Nicki Minaj) It's Like I'm Sippin On A Temple, (Hahahaha) And I Can't Come Down Now, Cause I
s baby She's somebody's sister She's somebody's mama Now let's keep it real Nothing in this world will ever exist without the opposite There has to be a sun
guns we brought out We run up in there, everybody come out, don't nobody run out Sun in to sun out, I'ma keep the gun out Nigga runnin' his mouth? I'ma blow his lung out Listen
(A thousand years from now) (We'll be still puttin' it down, my baby) You can change the frame but the picture remains the same Similar to the sun after
huh, uh huh Yeah yeah yeah yeah Uh huh, uh huh Yeah yeah yeah yeah Listen now I can feel it, can't you feel it? Come on I can feel it way down in my