Hmm, hmm, hmm Ohh hmm I can sing about love lost But what if there's no love to lose? If everyday I saw sunshine And it, it never rained the blues If
Just thinkin' it all started fussin' wit three guys Nigga pride in the way but your pride is the way you can fuck Around get shot down any day Niggas die everyday
You paint me a blue sky and go back and turn it to rain And I lived in your chess game, but you changed the rules everyday Wondering which version of
's true My world would turn blue without you So come what may, I'll stay nearer to you Nearer to you, come what may The things that you do everyday Nearer
see dem fakin (Jump!) [Verse 1: Kardinal Offishall] Black Jays up, within your town Ray and Neff throw it up so we can get down Black on Black Blue Jays
tree And I tied it to the car There's a wreath up on our door Eight tiny reindeer in the yard I drove under the downtown lights Red an' green and blue
McDaniels In a place called McCoom Mississipi about 1926 He moved to Chicago about 1938 Where his name was eventually changed To Bo Diddley He practiced the guitar everyday
I stayed out there for hours And I only saw a fraction of a fraction Of the deepest of the deep Of the great blue wide It brought a tear to my eye
Eagle flies, every seven days Still cryin' the blues, all about ya pay What ya gonna do 'bout your living thang? Will ya make it better, or just complain? Everyday
I'd told her how I felt, then maybe she'd be here right now, but Instead I pretended I'm glad you went away These four walls closing more everyday And
sleep When he's not around Everyday is bluely gray When he's not in town His mystique is one of innocence I feel I'm lounging in lovely in his big blue
me in the zone Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol Blame it on the vodka, blame it on the henny Blame it on the blue
we ride By the end of the night You will envision how thugstas play Can you handle the vibe Pedal to the medal we see blue light They wanted to get rip
-two Look at all the bull*** I been through So-called beef with you know who F*** a few female stars or two And a blue light, ***, move like Mike, ***
, now let me show you mine Bring the six o'clock news and let me walk 'em in my shoes Through what you call the inner city and what I call the blues
For the block boy, take it rough Everyday it's been the same old thing on my block Ya either workin' or ya slangin' cocaine on my block Ya had to hustle
Main close your mouth mane I ain't ask tah see your tonsil's or your tongue Lookin' sprung like The Prince was for Rapunzel I gets twisted like a pretzel these rappers cryin' the blues