What I see here is beyond the way I never walk and I see the mistakes of humans I'm feelin' my life is killing me It's the other way the other side I
to know is the vibe round' here we built and instill it Sean Paul alongside Fabolous...You done know we buss'... Telling them again, ay!... Girl run away
occupation or you lose your mind And on a nine to five lemon, looking for the lime 3D Box clever, watch your system come together Crazy weather at the end
't a dream) I was away Up in the blue Emmanuelle How you gonna make it in a jet The need to shock Was coming through Where would it end You'll never
painted black Maybe then I'll fade away And not have to face the facts It's not easy facing up When your whole world is black No more will my green
forgot who I was supposed to be Reminded me of a hope again, you made me dream Red, orange, yellow, blue, indigo, violet, green You're the start and the end
I'd run away tonight with my mind still intact you gotta make it alright Easier said than done with no place to hide and having no place to (run) Running away
man who sits and paints all day But the girl with the braids in her hair has gone away And it seems that time has brought things to an end Nothing's changed
Oh it's night again And the dark just killed the sun If the light must end You've got time to run away There's a door to dreams And it always lets you
I cross the green mountain I sit by the stream Heaven blazing in my head I, I dreamt a monstrous dream Something came up Out of the sea Swept through
this cream... (Bone Thugs) Blowin' green, roll thru the hood, glock cocked on safety And who be the niggas that knew you was fake but stayin' away form
to (When you stuck shit outta luck) (And ain't got no hustle to make that buck dog) Could you tell me where you run to (When the road you on is a dead end
I get wit my nigga to get me some llello Double up nigga what you need? We got weed to get P.O.Ded Fiend for the green leaves Give it up it's the foe
Written by Boyz II Men, Durrell Bottoms, Jamar Jones, Todd Huston, Vivian S. Green, and Richard Smallwood Dear God, It's me again...I am so far from
that is one less founded opinion. One more cause for a dispute. So the street filled, like a basin, up with cameras and their crews and they washed away
that's one less founded opinion, one more cause for a dispute so the streets filled like a basin up with cameras and their crews. And they washed away
