TQ
TQ - Fly (Album Version) songtekst
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Yeah, this is the new millennium That's right and the game ain't changed a bit It ain't changed a bit Uh uh, listen, got a little something to tell ya Oh right, it's hard to fly Probably woulda been a li'l taller Maybe even playing for the Raiders I don't really know, I can't call it We deal with what the good Lord gave us He told me go and holla at your people He said to wait up late at night Go get your favorite pen and your notebook And I'm gon' tell you what to write If I could fly I promise life would be a lot better, baby If I could blow Like the wind 'cross the city I go Up in the sky I swear the pain is for the living, baby But I can't fly, uh uh, and you can't fly So we gon' have to work it out First off, we gon' eliminate Congress Bring back Bob Marley to be King, oh yeah We shutting down San Quentin and Towers Give all the homies jobs and a hundred g's Close up all the public housing Everybody get a crib on the hill Split it up five students to every teacher Now we gon' get some education that's real If I could fly I promise life would be a lot better, baby If I could blow Like the wind across the city I go Up in the sky I swear the pain is for the living, baby But I can't fly, uh uh, and you can't fly So we gon' have to work it out No more getting it on the corner The day, my friend, when hustling is dead We wouldn't have to kill each other 'Cos everyone would have enough bread A child would find a cure to cancer And give it to everybody for free We wouldn't even notice the color of our skin I wouldn't hate you, you wouldn't hate me, oh If I could fly I promise life would be a lot better, baby If I could blow Like the wind across the city I go Up in the sky I swear the pain is for the living, baby But I can't fly, uh uh, and you can't fly So we gon' have to work it out Work it out, work it out We gon' have to work it out Spread my wings, spread my wings Spread my wings and fly Spread my wings, spread my wings Spread my wings and fly If I could fly I promise life would be a lot better, baby If I could blow Like the wind across the city I go In the sky I swear the pain is for the living, baby But I can't fly, uh uh, and you can't fly If I could fly I promise life would be a lot better, baby If I could blow Like the wind across the city I go