[Opening - The Delfonics]
Hey love (hey love)
Turn your head around (turn your head around)
Take off that frown
Your in love
(x2)
[Chorus - Mark Morrison]
Well I tried to tell you so (yes, I did)
But I guess you didn't know, as I said the story goes
Baby, now I got the flow
'Cause I knew it from the start
Baby, when you broke my heart
That I had to come again, and show you that I'm real
(x2)
[Verse 1 - Xero]
We're all here, the party starts, we're gettin' near
To disappear, then reappear, to interfere
In a world of fake rappers, naysayers and gun clappers
Makes it difficult to trust, with lyin' from fake trappers
Bullet-holes in the wall, empty halls, acting banal
The bad side of Chicago mistaken for Port-O-Call
And life being demitted, a bullet for every shoe
Still no one can find the guys, why's everyone asking who?
Oh Juan, a lot's changed since the day you left
In our chests and in the world, make us all feel depressed
And compressed, I know you wanted us to all be okay
But still nothing is quite the same, without you here everyday
Here we go, still a quarter to go
Extra point, field goal below, feels like you're all alone
A lone, but not alone, we're home but in the zone
Prone to be atone, hitta but not Patron
I never thought I would call myself a creator
I never thought I would see myself shinin', being something greater
I never thought I would see myself posted up in the studio
Never had I'd thought I'd be bringing so many haters
Executive set production, exclusive to my own brand
Never signin' a contract I'm staying a free man
Shorthand contraband, the ghost writing was planned
Am I the only one who still writes his own hand to meet demands?
Hey love (hey love)
Turn your head around (turn your head around)
Take off that frown
Your in love
(x2)
[Chorus - Mark Morrison]
Well I tried to tell you so (yes, I did)
But I guess you didn't know, as I said the story goes
Baby, now I got the flow
'Cause I knew it from the start
Baby, when you broke my heart
That I had to come again, and show you that I'm real
(x2)
[Verse 1 - Xero]
We're all here, the party starts, we're gettin' near
To disappear, then reappear, to interfere
In a world of fake rappers, naysayers and gun clappers
Makes it difficult to trust, with lyin' from fake trappers
Bullet-holes in the wall, empty halls, acting banal
The bad side of Chicago mistaken for Port-O-Call
And life being demitted, a bullet for every shoe
Still no one can find the guys, why's everyone asking who?
Oh Juan, a lot's changed since the day you left
In our chests and in the world, make us all feel depressed
And compressed, I know you wanted us to all be okay
But still nothing is quite the same, without you here everyday
Here we go, still a quarter to go
Extra point, field goal below, feels like you're all alone
A lone, but not alone, we're home but in the zone
Prone to be atone, hitta but not Patron
I never thought I would call myself a creator
I never thought I would see myself shinin', being something greater
I never thought I would see myself posted up in the studio
Never had I'd thought I'd be bringing so many haters
Executive set production, exclusive to my own brand
Never signin' a contract I'm staying a free man
Shorthand contraband, the ghost writing was planned
Am I the only one who still writes his own hand to meet demands?
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