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I'm sittin sippin soda realizin that it's over |
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My feelings he couldn't reciprocate til October |
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But he's the one I wanna lay my head upon his shoulder |
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And keep it warm cause it's just about to get colder |
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But I said I wouldn't see him, nor would I touch him |
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He says he misses much and pursue per sound to suction |
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Through the phone, I try to hit the dialtone to clear the mess up |
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Or fess up, and say I'll be there soon just clear your rest up |
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I can't dismiss it, no matter how much I just can't resist it |
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And now he's tellin me he finally wants to be committed |
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I can't call it, without me playin myself to fall for it |
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Scannin my mind to see how much time I can stall |
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Or it can blow up, other kissings affect like anisthetic |
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It's never as good as the first time and you never do forget it |
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Feeling pathetic, but I quote it like someone said it |
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If you really love it then you should just let it, go.. |
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Let it go, let it flow |
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Move on with your life and act like you know |
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Been on my last breathe, been between life and death |
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But I gotta let it go, can't deal with the stress |
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I let it, go.. let it go, let it flow |
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Move on with your life and act like you know |
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Been on my last breathe, been between life and death |
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But I gotta let it go, can't deal with the stress |
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Three times this year I've seen my people go to violent action |
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That could have been avoided without negative instigation |
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Goin on, off at the mouth, with foul verbal interaction |
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Inevitably ending up with one or more gunshot patients |
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I guess it's not a virtue anymore and scores gotta be settled |
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With steel or real ain't even in the flesh and don't feel |
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But eighteen feet of soil was dug out |
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Three brothers lives was struck out |
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Cause you wanted to be down, but without catchin a body you stuck out |
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Hey, what goes around is ultimately what you get |
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Sometimes good people and bad things mix |
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Sometimes you got to fix the way you live |
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I give my life to bring back family and friends |
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But I don't control that I know that mine's precious til the end |
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I leave my lifecourse to the greater knowledge of the creator |
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And if it's time to go, I won't hold back, I'll just let it, go.. |
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Let it flow, if it's meant to come back then it shall do so |
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Let it go, let it flow |
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Move on with your life and act like you know |
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Been on my last breathe, been between life and death |
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But I gotta let it go, can't deal with the stress |
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I let it, go.. let it go, let it flow |
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Move on with your life and act like you know |
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Been on my last breathe, been between life and death |
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But I gotta let it go, can't deal with the stress |
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At thirteen I watched ghetto gold turn to green |
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And get crushed, through this undramatical street scene |
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When all my peoples like to whyle out |
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Wearin the low style out |
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One night we stood in front of Homebase |
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Watched the club file out |
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Mad people started runnin, that was the end of fun and |
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One nigga stand in b-boy stance, holdin his gun and |
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Started shootin, pollutin the curbside with shells |
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Yellin buggin out cause someone stepped on his Gazelles |
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Or Asics, whatever it was, money's beef was basic |
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It's tragic the way people takin anger and misplace it |
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Now, mad are my peoples wearin scars and stitches |
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Cause niggaz choose to play the role of actin like bitches |
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Don't take it hard, if it's not you, act like you know |
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And all that unnecessary shit, just let it, go.. |
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Let it go, let it flow |
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Move on with your life and act like you know |
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Been on my last breathe, been between life and death |
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But I gotta let it go, can't deal with the stress |
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I let it, go.. let it go, let it flow |
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Move on with your life and act like you know |
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Been on my last breathe, been between life and death |
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But I gotta let it go, can't deal with the stress |