Best Man Soundtrack
Исполнитель: The Roots f Jaguar
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[CHORUS]<br>Here`s what you want right<br>Here`s what you need right<br>We got to give you more<br>Of what you`re lookin for<br><br>So it`s a secret that`s been pent up inside for years<br>Exclusive type, only for your eyes and ears<br>You held it in for so long you bursted into tears<br>The letters spilled slowly across the page like a world premiere<br>Well I ain`t, the bullshit begins here<br>The obvious cause, the effects is unclear<br>The punishment for crimes of the heart could be severe<br>Though to keep it on the low is a heavy cross to bear<br>You deep now, submerged with no signs of air<br>Still your sunken heart thumpin like the kick in a snare<br>While on the surface it`s all turnin to a circus<br>That`s why you`re nervous, and you got a right to be<br>Cause if somebody woulda done that shit to me<br>I mean my best man hittin my wife-to-be<br>My sentiments exactly would be history<br>Y`know what I`m sayin my peoples in the place let`s hit it off one two<br><br>[CHORUS]<br><br>Yo, it`s like nothin changed, it`s all the same thang<br>The same characters in a book, with different names<br>It`s a lot more to lose than you got to gain<br>You a lot more confused than hip to the game<br>The peep the script of the game the price is pain<br>Men and women get into things, now who`s to blame?<br>When everybody whisperin bout whatever took place<br>And how the fact twist a knot with a straight face<br>And lies, hard to swallow from the bitter taste<br>Well that`s a point in the past that can`t be erased<br>So motivate, though it`s hard to let it ride<br>Or set aside true feelings, underhand dealings<br>Our lost trust, I wonder if we lost us<br>It`s bigger than me and you, it`s monstrous<br>So I`ma, just calm down and try to relax<br>Before I clap ????????<br><br>[CHORUS]<br><br>If you could only flash back and undo our actions<br>Change what happens, dissect the fractions<br>A time to rewind and be recorded absent<br>For real cause these memories is photographic<br>Pornographic, pushing me close to madness<br>Head heavy like I`m trippin on acid tablets<br>Yesterday as I recall was all fabulous I thought so<br>But now it feel like shots hittin my torso<br>Spent a lotta time and trust in the wrong place<br>Fought a lotta fights rollin with the wrong ace<br>Love, stronger than pride, we could end disgrace<br>I need, room the think, and space to ventilate<br>Was solid as a rock, shall not disintegrate<br>Thoughts racing like the lunatics on the interstate<br>For real, ya, it`s ill, ya, my peoples in the place....<br><br>[CHORUS (repeat to end, with Black Thought adlibbing)]