You don't understand what it is That makes me tick, but you wish you did You always second guess wonderin' I say yes but you just lose out every time
[INTRO] Till the day you die... if your one of the poor ones you just got to work hard [CHORUS] I'm on flight 187 187 Departure from the hood Destination
Got to fly away Got to fly away Since I was a little girl I knew what I wanted One day I would see the world and make my mark on it Put in time,
Lazy flies all hovering above The magistrate, he puts on his gloves And he looks to the clouds, all pink and disheveled There must be some blueprints
Soon I woke when I was sleeping with a restless reaching feeling but did not know what I was reaching for. I got up and started walking, but soon found
Sun rise light flies Sun rise light flies Sun rise light flies Sun rise light flies Sweet Sunday morning Lets the nightmares come alive I bet tomorrow
The rain on the ground The empty town Nothing is left in the lost and found Hot sun, buzzin' flies Hurtin' head, squinty eyes Look at me and how I've
Now that I've used up all my ideas Here in my little house by the sea I search for a usable memory But none comes to me In grade one, my teacher could
EYE FLYS I lay like you I feel the same Eye flys like you In touch between In fact it's moon Don't blame the rain That brings you here And ask yourself
Lately I've found, you're bringing me down And I can't stand to see me this way I'll stick around but I won't make a sound You already know what I'd say
No lyrics for this title. Strictly a musical intro to the album.
I got a house on the hill right next to Jay-Z And girl I'm trying to put you in it I want lay your body down on the California king Where's your bank
Over the edge So scared, so unsteady I leapt from the ledge Was I ready? Was I ready for you? Freefall Freefall I fall into the deep Here with you and
Okay as we get ready to take off, please be sure to check that your seat belts are fashioned, that your tray tables are up, and that your electronics
Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout Yeah, we on fire We gotta call the fire department Let's go, yo, yo, yo I don't know why people try to be live when
Old tin roof, leaves in the gutter A hole in the screen door big as your fist And flies on the butter Mama baking sugar cookies, we were watching cartoons
Yeah Been looking for you girl... is it you? I hope so ..let's go A good man's hard to find That's 1 of yall favorite lines But finding wifey aint no
Yeah Girl I see you over there looking like sexy I'm tryin' to get next to you, you know what I?m saying Fine little thing yeah Let me turn you over,