Translation: The Lives Of Famous Men. Chandeliers And Piano Keys.
Yeah, last year a lot of motherfuckers asked me Why I didn't do no old sex nasty shit But this year, I went down to Miami and got my nigga from 2 Live
a man, I used to have a side chick Shorty got wind, I had to blow the chick off We got rid of him, they both took the shit hard Shorty played the piano
Living from a tip jar, sleeping in my car Hocking my guitar, yeah I?m gonna be a star Now, me and Deliah singing every Sunday Watching the children and
in love With darling Lorraine All my life I've been A wanderer, not really I mostly lived near my parents home Anyway, Lorraine and I got married And the usual married stuff And
357 cocked in my hand-- fixin' to get it crackin'. I guess they figured they get away, and wouldn't have to answer back to Kray, and Lay, Bizzy, Wish,
the way the Benz drive Turn the radio down if they playin' that bullshit They don't want black people to think he drive He think he live (Common) He think he live
Yo what's happening? It's the C-double-O and I'm back again Take this back and then, tell a friend Spaces and places you been, time travelin *echoes*
Stars in his eyes and a basketball Yeah, down in the streets you either do or ya die But he's bound and determined to fly Have faith in yourself and
huge and useless roar And there were girls bringing water like a dream they came To cool the fever of my brain and soothe my burning throat And they
we go There is good and bad in everyone We learn to live, we learn to give Each other what we need to survive together alive Ebony and ivory live together
my piano I'd almost give my hands to make you see my way Stand tall, don't you fall For God's sake don't go and do something foolish All you're feeling
made this house The chairs and the table standing in the corner it seems were always filled With good food and happy people where laughter used to live
May the fruit of my toil be yours love may the food from my soil be yours love And from this moment on may a love that is strong and lives on and on be
together and have a few laughs And do what we like Yeah, and do what we like, yeah And since you came here you gotta show and prove And do that dance,
she asked me "Daddy, you know any superstars?" I looked at her and said "Stop being silly, that's what you two are" I say it now and I've said it before And
where you live it up the beat And get risen up you're knocked down get back and get it up Get off of queer street and get with us And get clear where
spreading sick art that starts on this continent Confidence ensures there's no formidable adversaries A savage land and a band of terrible mercenaries Program your lives like the wives of Stepford Voice remains immortal and
