Left Eye (Lisa Lopes)

Left Eye (Lisa Lopes) - Breathe songtekst

Je score:

Woman of my own and tranquil key

No I'm not just the L out of TLC

Songstress for the longest

Felt more adappa as a rappa

Start to make what it seems

It's more mind over matter

Have fun

Comin' with beats & rhymes

But it's not so sweet in this light of lime

Sometimes when you make it people get mad

Throw buckets grab, backs get stabbed

It was a hard struggle, meaning shit

Now it's hard just tryin' to juggle this, among shit

So people see the smile

All the while I have an inner child

That's cryin' denial (cry in denial)

Cryin' no smile, cryin' with style of beguile

In piles in aisles of niles

Meanwhile seem so senile, fakes monsters

I'm docile, fragile

I show gentile smiles, I take it a mile

People don't see the truth, in this booth

Under my tongue, over my tooth (ah-ooohh)

Eight nine spoof of my inner youth

Innocence



So just close your eyes

And relax your mind

As the sounds dig in your brain

Now don't it feel so strange

So just close your eyes

And relax your mind

As the sounds dig in your brain

Now don't it feel so strange



Just breathe and let it go (let it go)

Just breathe and let it go (let it go)



It seems right, do the math

Sportin' laughs, bubble baths, autographs

Awards and claps

The glistenin' only comes if people listenin'

But to a lyricist, chastising conniving, criticists

Gotta earn your bliss, unchill your wrists

I know you mince, add bills to rent

So now you owe me

That's why I'm so into it

This tapestry

Put you abstract, non-skilled folks can't see

I hinted at them, add tracks

Don't care if you're mad at

I speak the past

I speak rash spirits

Universal, helped my lyric rehearsals of the here's

Become an adult from peers, much fears, such tears

Scorned from revelations dawn

Things I do like, morning lawns

I'm morning poems

That now yawnin' on

They're not spawning wands (they're not spawning wands)

This here wand has a magic stick

Throat-wise called the Larynx

Helps me spill it, my utter of a mind

I milk it

So that it hits your back with spiritual parmalat

I farm the black

Spirit staff, Spirit staff, Spirit staff



So just close your eyes

And relax your mind

As the sounds dig in your brain

Now don't it feel so strange

So just close your eyes

And relax your mind

As the sounds dig in your brain

Now don't it feel so strange



Just breathe and let it go (let it go)

Just breathe and let it go (let it go)



So just close your eyes

And relax your mind

As the sounds dig in your brain

Now don't it feel so strange

So just close your eyes

And relax your mind

As the sounds dig in your brain

Now don't it feel so strange



Just breathe and let it go (let it go)

Just breathe and let it go (let it go)
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