everything that we promised to do Still there's me, still there's you It's brand new after two years too blue Two years too blue, two years, two years too blue
me up past the dawn Inside the museums Infinity goes up on trial Voices echo, 'This is what Salvation must be like after a while' But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues
make it bump se bump We make it pump se pump We make it bump Save your corny missions for the tracks you lying on We got ammunition for the streets
, I love you so much (Maria, don't you hear me callin'? Maria) For this pain, this love, been through so much And I thank you for everything you done for
Beach with that top off Bad bitch and her ass soft Something out of that catalogue She introduced to that lock jaw And I think her name was Lisa
blue sky Clear blue sky I'm feeling higher Ah... balance balance Clear blue sky Hey hey lift me Hey send me there Oh I'm here I'm here for you Do you
{Can you hear me in the booth? Loud and clear, Lisa Oh, good, thank you, sir For letting me be in a real studio It's a genuine thrill, sir} {Could I
nothing left to lose That's why I've got a case of A case of the moanin' Lisa blues Oh, there's just no postponing A case of the moanin' Lisa blues
't be ashamed It's a shame these soft pretty boy mean nothin' Since these that comin' through for you then start bustin' We out cousin like Macks and ready for
The times have changed Thank God for instant oatmeal Ladylike I'm not uptight I think I got the best deal Ladylike Those panyhouse dont go well with my blue
here drowning in your tears Here, where you've stayed for years Crying, Lisa, Lisa I'm not Lisa, my name is Julie Lisa left you years ago My eyes are not blue
high and tight Jenny sippin' on the Henny, I'm drivin' tonight My exhaust is about to ignite, we turn on Morland Ave. And then I see these blue lights (blue
The alarm clock rung Momma woke her out the bed She's gettin' dressed for school Puttin' barrettes in her head An honor roll student real smart That's
South Beach with that top off Bad bitch and her ass soft Something out of that catalogue She introduced to that lock jaw And I think her name was Lisa
this century's type-ruined hand Saying "Gone down the shops for a walk I'll bring back some sandwiches" And then I kiss your face, the black and the blue
money nigga When Tyrone died we cried with Thomas Smash had the accident that shocked The Projects Then The Bridge dropped, KRS got on the bandwagon And did Shan but it was good for
Verse 1 The alarm clock rung Momma woke her out the bed She's gettin' dressed for school Puttin' barrettes in her head An honor roll student real smart
