Yeah, this the build up, oh no, you knew we was coming back. But you ain't know we was coming back like this. C'mon, it's gon' be a problem ya'll. Yeah, uh huh, Keith Murray, uh huh, Def Jam, yeah, Def Squad.
Yeah, what's up, Busta Rhymes, Keith Murray in this bitch. A busa bus, yeah, Flip Mode meets da Def Squad together once again. 2003 muthafuckas, yeah all runin' through you.
Verse 1:. Just across the mountains in a valley down below. Lived a girl I mer back years ago. Her eyes shined like diamonds her hair was of gold. But that was before she left me all alone.
A drop in the ocean. A change in the weather. I was praying that you and me might end up together. Its like wishing for rain as i stand in the desert.
You're growing up too fast they said. But I don't want to live my life like them. And I just want to think about tonight. Because the past is my ghost.
If I'm dead and this. Is playing at my funeral. Then to my body I beg. Rest your tired head. . You were exactly who you. Promised you would be. Just rest in peace.
I don't ever wanna go back home again. I don't ever wanna let this summer end. . You and me we got a lot in common. We keep thinkin' there's this place to go.
I'd say that its going well. You and me. . Feels like paradise. Our writhing filled with pleasure. And you agree. . That endless love with you would be so sweet.
I'd say that its going well. You and me. . Feels like paradise. Our writhing filled with pleasure. And you agree. . That endless love with you would be so sweet.
Quiet now in sleepy dreams. To me it seems the only time to be. Just me. . Bombarded by the phone, in my own home. Can't get the space that I need. And how I need it, yeah.
I look down on this race I created and all I see is violence and hatred,. I shake my head as I whiz by in my space ship,. The world is like my movie screen plus eighteen 'cause peace is far and few between..
Devlin, yeah. Wretch 32 in the building. Let's take it back there, time to go in. Tell 'em Wretch, tell 'em Wretch. . I'm on some off with your head shit.
There's an open door callin' to me. I just can't ignore. Wakin' up, I realize. Bars of steel to keep me inside. . Justice has done me wrong. Guilty for crime will age me so long.
Hold on to that vision. There'll always be some friction in your life. But you gotta keep your head high. And beat the odds with a sigh, my friend. Keep pushin' to the plateau.
Bureaucratic crap. Can't keep me humble. Money minded saps. Are takin' a tumble. Lies. Every word becomes a lie, lie. Lies. All the words you speak are bugging me.
I Think Were Running Out Of Time. With Every Hour Were Getting Old. . I Couldn't Count The Day's We've Wasted. I Couldn't Count The Years We've Spent.
Satan has been the best friend the church has ever had,. as he has kept it in business all these years!.
Hear us, oh infernal master.. Grant that we may be of the chosen few.. Knowledge and power are yours to bestow.. Through you all will come to pass.. .
This song, entitled "Destiny Bends" was written last night after hearing the tragic news of the loss of a good man named Paul Walker. I met Paul on the set of the film Brick Mansion, where we talked, laughed, and exchanged ideas of life and fatherhood. I only knew him personally for less than a year, but we knew each other through our work and art. We saw in each other a kindred spirit of men coming from unlikely circumstances, and rising to be the light and beacon of our family and loved ones. Men who learned the joy and pains of love in life, and success, while coming to realize that nothing is more important than family, friendship, and the brotherhood of humanity. Millions of people get to know an artist or movie star through their work, but few are allowed to cross each others' paths and see through the veil of stardom and find the common denominator that we share. As all physical things will decay and wither away, film, art, and music remain longer than the vessel that delivered them. In this vein, the one thing we can't take away or give back is time. So, thus, time is the most precious gift. I dedicated my time to compose this song with my two sons and new friend Will Wells, who was kind enough to sing and perform it for me. We dedicate it to Paul Walker. A good man. We had plans to continue working with each other in the future. It seemed destined, but "destiny bends"..