I make you laugh And you make me cry I believe it's time for me to fly [Refrain:] Time for me to fly Oh, I've got to set myself free Time for me to fly
love me back, that's why they stay with me So if you havin' girl problems, I'll be there for you son Got 99 problems and a bitch ain't one, hit me Yo
, time to freak Money B gets to it, not a heavyweight but I go twelve rounds With a jab and a stick, I'm goin' lick for lick, so give me the helmet I'
Yo, now how it feel? Yo [Verse 1 - Talib Kweli] It feel good, it feel so damn good, it feel Khalil brought the fly shit, I brought the hood appeal Notes from the piano
dollars worth to work just to get a dime So pardon my disposition Why should I listen to a system that never listened to me? Picture me working McDonald
ve been stressing, since I was an adolescent Now shit's so dope I can get charged with possession Professional, since cut from the umbilical Battle me
but, hey I know them games in Lindsay Park is every Sunday he ain't going nowhere I went home switched gear went out and grabbed me a beer 10 drinks
pass me by 'Cause I see you got situations and I've got mine But baby it's okay, it's alright, I'm not gonna let you pass me by 'Cause this was love at
, don't you dare wake me up I'm hooked on Charleston, I sing a long song Don't let 'em disappear Come fly with me, there's room within my fantasy In
don't you dare wake me up I'm hooked on Charleston, I sing a long song Don't let 'em disappear Come fly with me, there's room within my fantasy In dreams
walk yourself to the laundry mat And when you finish doing that bring in the dog and put out the cat (Yakety yak don't talk back) [ piano - harmonica ] Don't give me
piano Girls flock and guys hop on the other jock I'm in a two door, with bass comin' through your block Sound kicks, I got the fly broads in the mix
fuck a bitch And that's the G code We used to sell raw kill and give toe tag Now ever since 9-1-1 rappers waving white flags But me I keeps it gutter
that Bay again Every time I try to leave Sweet opium won't let me fly away I need someone to love me I need somebody to carry me home to San Francisco
to find my baby n' bring her home with me You better run into me baby and be convinced If you don't run into me, woman, you ain't got no sense 'Cause
could be myself and do away with their disguise I advise, homies to stay homies few people you can trust, so the OG's told me when I was just a shawty strummin' my guitar playin' my piano
t here to hurt nobody So, give it to me, give it to me, give it to me Wanna see you work your body So, give it to me, give it to me, give it to me When