Tekst :

Beg you listen me, don t be kissing me til I m done
Unsung champion, reason, like seasoning
Pepper your thoughts with spice, and entice you to a space
Where I dwell with bass players and layers and loops
Think what I think with my prayers. It s nice.
My world is everything I ve become
Contained in the hum between voice and drum
I m coming from the same place I m still running from
But even sitting in the garden one can still get stung.

Do you really think u know me?
Do you really think I care?
Do you really think u own me?
Do you really think it s fair?


You think deep inside you learned a lot in your life.
I am a man with...

Seems like the more the days go by
the less i miss you by my side
lately you ve been carrying on
i never seen you act this way
all this cause i came home late
i thought you had more faith in us, faith in this

(Bridge)

Comin apart

We re, we re comin apart again
We re goin back, back to the start again.
Don t, don t talk about right or wrong;
We closed our eyes, and our time was gone.

Time, time is life, and life is time.
I m takin yours, and you are takin mine

Don...

Rest my head on ya chest

Relaxy y all rest ya head on my chest,
cruisin through ya speakers, nuthini more, nuthin less,
even though not old school, still I must confess,
Hip Hop is my life...(what), Hip hop is my life (scratch)

I got an underground contract with this...

That type of girl

Thought it was good I thought that we were tight
Heard your sweet words every day and night
You want to give your all to me
There s no place you would rather be
Than with me

Bridge:
How could you believe that...