Keep expecting so much. Seeing little in return. Desperate for the deeper moments. Begin to see them slowly burning down. I see them slowly burning down.
Mundane predictability. Dawns on me like the sunrise. There's no unknown within the place. Where I exist. . Mechanic like occurrence. Of each days routine.
Whatever is noble. Whatever is true. So compelling. Perfect to you. . Whatever you heard. Or learnt or receive. Its time to practice. What you believe.
I hear your voice calling me, seducing me. To jump into the waters again. My body aches, restraining me, reminding me. Every time I drown in my shame.
Walked home tonight through the streets. Where we all came of age. Buildings still the same but the faces. Now seem so strange. . Though its been so many years.
the blues the greys the rainy days, they're coming to get ya. they rearrange and seem to change, the rhythm it sets ya. we crave the wave we need to save the thrill and the feeling.
Through the noise of the street. And the screams inside my head. I dont seem to find peace. Through the words that you have said. . The traffics constant pulse.
I love it, I hate it. For the fire it stirs in me. My passion, soul ashen. Do I want to be set free?. . When time marches on relentless. I reach for you.
Blue summer carpet 'tween the trees. No longer smothered by the leaves. You bring your sun to light the days. The summertime lightens my ways. . Though the rain is falling fast.
When I look at you I see something so beautiful. When I see you, you shine the truth. When I look, I see all your shine and all your beauty. If you only knew what I know.
Shes been drifting for too long now. But now her ships come in. Hed been running from the shadows. Now sunlight floods within. . Theres something new inside.
(Tracey Lee):. Ha, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. For the '98 this is how we do. Queen Pen y'all, Tray Lee y'all. Rock on y'all, D-dot y'all. Come on. . (Queen Pen):.
Click, street team. Relax, make moves like what. Brooklyn, Uptown. Beak it down one time, to y'all. Queen of the Click. Lookie here, look at me, hah. .
Yo a party ain't a party 'till it's ran all through. And leave it to my crew it's gon' be playa' proof. After three rounds we gon' blow off this roof.
Step right up, step up, step up. Step right up, step up, step up. . This is how it should be done. 'Cuz this style is identical to none. How can I make you dance some more.
Yeah, it's 97 going into 98. And I've been doin' this for mad years, payin' dues. This is my heart, my purpose in life and finally I'm on. Which brings me to realize that the tough life.
Big Dave, come in. Yo, go 'head. What's your twenty?. I'm in front of the a room right now. . Ten four. I got cha. (She comin'). She's on her way to the back.
(K.J.Garside / C.Gray). . Ten planes falling from the sky,. The setting sun leaves no trace,. My name was written in the sky,. But now there is no trace..
Big Dave, come in. Yo, go 'head. What's your twenty?. I'm in front of the A room right now. Ten four. I got cha (she comin). She's on her way to the back.