Here's a holiday message going out to the world. Please listen up our white flags are unfurled. What we gotta do to get it thru to you. To play nice with each other.
[Interlude]. I walk the walls suck your soul through my mic. I kick it with Damir cause Damir is hella tight. I'm on some ebony. He's on some ivory. And we reppin in the spot.
(The Wedding PlannePlan On Foreverr Soundtrack). . Performed by: Sue Ann Carwell (not Dana Glover). . I have planned my life, to the last detail. With a story book romance to fill my days.
Nice licks. I can feel this is gonna be a rhythm and blues song. Nice, real nice, tasty. Wait a minute. . Well if you want it baby. Slide on up and take me home.
It's not profound to say fuck you X2. To the ones that are out to get you X2. It's not profound to say fuck off. To the ones against you X2. Are we listening fuck you X3.
(lyrics: Varien). . I look at the abyss. On the altars of blasphemy. Hate, pain... Fruits of reality. My tears fill the soul's emptiness. . Demon in my mind.
Far away in a distant land. Ten men, weapons close at hand. These men are at war for peace. Outnumbered they are up against all odds. But their spirit is undetered.
And yes y'all, you now rocking with the best. Black Thought from the legendary Roots crew in the flesh. I split up in here with the brothers from the Marley family.
Here we are, here we are, yeah. This one right here is for the people. . Sabali, Sabali, Sabali, yonkonte. Sabali, Sabali, Sabali, kiye. Ni kera mogo.
As I would tell you as I would say. Let love go or you let it stay. Keep love shining along the way. Raggamuffin a produce Jr. Gong a DJ. . 1 bottle of magnum, 1 shot of roots.
CHORUS (Jimmy Cozier). . When love, takes me over. Its paradise. When love, takes me over. It's always nice. . VERSE. . Touch pon di ends. And a incense, herbs and oils.
AnnotateWie soll man Party machen wenn man keine Menschen mag. Wie soll man Hasen anquatschen wenn man Extension's hasst. Wie soll man all das verkraften dieser heftige Bass.
I'm sickened. I know I've been betrayed. But I keep ignoring. The warning signs. . You tell me. That I'm not beneath you. But you act above me. Knives in my spine.
Hey, please knock me down. Back down to the earth. So I can recall what all this is worth. I got what I want. but that's never enough. . Hey, please knock me down.
Wish, wish, I could be the real thing. Real thing, there'd be no put down. Walk around as if you know it's true. If you knew I'd be soon cut down, cut down, cut down.
sitting here like forty ounces. waiting to be drunk. I always seem to want what I don't want. it's more than I can handle. still I want another shot. even without it , five minutes from now.
Although I try to keep my heart pure. Like the good book. My thoughts. Are Banned From YouTube. And too raw for Facebook. And Twitter and got enough space.
(Verse 1). . My son was born. June 4th, 2007. I was going through hell. But was sent. A little piece of heaven. . And with that piece of heaven. I learned to count my blessings.
Oh oh people of the earth. Listen to the warning. The Seer he said. Beware the storm that gathers here. Listen to the wise man. . I see no day, I heard him say.