Late 808

Something’s on your mind
It’s just me, don’t hide
‘Cause I’m always on your right
Always by your side
Just like home shadow, water one tonight

I don’t gotta act like a gangster, she know

Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute
The feeling in it
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Do I really see what’s in her mind?
Each time I think I’m close to knowing
She keeps on growing
Slipping through my fingers all the time

It’s hard to think about what you’ve wanted
It’s hard to think about what you’ve lost
This doesn’t have to be the big get-even
This doesn’t have to be anything at all

But I can see us lost in the memory
August slipped away into a moment in time
‘Cause it was never mine
And I can see us twisted in bedsheets
August sipped away like a bottle of wine
‘Cause you were never mine

Shh, quiet on the creek (Quiet on the creek)
Quiet on the creek (You gotta be quiet)

I pray to God I settle down and stop the second-guessin’

Summer too hot, it’s irregular

Take me to the place where you go
Where nobody knows
If it’s night or day
Please don’t put your life in the hands
Of a rock ‘n’ roll band
Who’ll throw it all away

What is that? That freaky thing?
Yes, that’s right, it’s a naked mole rat
Come on y’all, let the girlies sing!
Listen to the naked mole rap Uh huh!
What is that? That freaky thing?
Yes, that’s right, it’s a naked mole rat
Hey wait, I can’t hear the girls sing!
Listen to the naked mole rap

There’s no gain living in the past
Wishing for yesterdays we no longer have
Each new moment brings me some brand new chance
To overcome, overcome

I still think of you sometimes
Can we go back?

I’m throwing hands (In this bih’), they throwing ass (In this bih’)
We throwing bands (In this bih’)
If you call, why would I pick?

Welcome to the end of being alone inside your mind
You’re tethered to another and you’re worried all the time
You always knew the melody but you never heard it rhyme
She’s fair and she is quiet, Lord, she doesn’t look like me
She made me love the morning, she’s a holiday at sea
The New York streets are as busy as they always used to be
But I am the mother of Evangeline

Yea it’s time to break the ceiling
You don’t know feeling
When you work the hardest
But ain’t never seen a living

Walking on a thin line
Straight off the front line
Labeled as freaks
Loose on the streets of the city

I know she got it ’cause she lookin’ at me like she want it

Once upon a time, I was falling in love
But now I’m only falling apart
There’s nothing I can do
A total eclipse of the heart
Once upon a time, there was light in my life
But now there’s only love in the dark
Nothing I can say
A total eclipse of the heart

Watch ding dong ah do di, badman pull up
Badman foward badman pull up
Ramp and pop off wit di badman pull up
Badman foward badman pull up

How many shots were fired? I don’t know, but more than several

I never dreamed that I’d meet somebody like you
And I never dreamed that I’d lose somebody like you

Everything that hath breath praise the Lord
Worship Christ with the best of your portions
I know I won’t forget all He’s done
He’s the strength in this race that I run

Give all you’ve got
Under the moonlight
It’s yours for the taking
Don’t turn around
If you hear a sound
It’s just my heart breaking, yeah

You must be from the other side (Girl, I saw you)
’Cause I saw you in my dreams last night

Oh, think twice
‘Cause it’s another day
For you and me in paradise
Oh, think twice
‘Cause it’s another day for you
You and me in paradise

Think about it

Raise a glass, ’cause I’m not done sayin’ it
They all wanna get rough, get away with it
Let ’em talk, ’cause we’re dancing in this world alone
World alone, we’re alone

Take me to the King
I don’t have much to bring
My heart is torn in pieces
It’s my offering
Take me to the King

You know I got me an agenda
Break that thing up in my blender

I don’t want your (Photograph)
I don’t need your (Photograph)
All I’ve got is a photograph
But it’s not enough

So this is a romance, baby
‘Cos I care about you
So this a romance, baby
‘Cos I am lost without…

If there’s one thing that I’ve learned is
You gotta believe you deserve it

How can we go back to being friends
When we just shared a bed?
How can you look at me and pretend
I’m someone you’ve never met?

Tell me what’s the issuе, mama
And tell me what’s with all the tеars
Know you’re sad and you’re down and out
Oh, mama, can you tell me what’s with all the problems?

If my emotions are showin’, it’s only because I’m ahead of what they got goin’

Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens, and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it happen