Paroles:
Piano House

The light color in the room The sunshine seeping in Doesn't mix with the black of Death's angel looming in I've had enough of the Brutal beatings and

...and I miss home, and I miss the closets, the windows, the hallways And when we are gone, who will keep up the garden? Like a mother calling her boy

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Don't believe his heart, I beg you please it lies There's murder in the eyes of men and treason in the sky She crossed the room in honour and took his

[Chorus:] One day I'm a be so rich and I can buy my moms a house Got a livin' room with a big TV and I'm a still sleep on the couch I'm a have 'em like

I know you can! I know you that's why we gonna do it Daz on the beat Hey Daz, nigga stop fuckin around with the piano nigga Just drop that shit like

"So long, everything," he shouted, then he ran next door to Margot's house. "I'm moving," he said. "Where," asked Margot. "Two weeks away," said Mitchell

. Oh they mad cause I Shyne like Jamal Barrow? And they say I?m so proud, but I?m like, I know. I do this thing nobly like Manu. Ten I know, grand like piano