Back To Index Outkast"Liberation" (feat. Erykah Badu, Big Rube, Cee-Lo) And there's a, and there's a And there's a, and there's a, finnne.. linnne Too late to pray that I'm on it.. Ya, yeah, yeahhhh [OutKast] Y'all, uh-huh, y'all [Andre Benjamin] And there's a fine line between love and hate you see Came way too late, but baby I'm on it.. And there's a fine line between love and hate you see Came way too late, but baby I'm on it.. Can't worry bout, what a nigga think now see That's Liberation and baby I want it.. Can't worry bout, what anotha nigga think Now that's Liberation and baby I want it.. [Big Boi] (Let me hear it, let me hear it, let me hear those, let me hear those) How many times I, sit back and contemplate I'm fresh off the dank, but I'm tellin my story.. My relationship, with my folks is give and take And I done took so much, not givin my glory Now have a choice to be who you wants to be It's left uppa to me, and my momma n'em told me (yes she did) I said I have a choice to be who you wants to be It's left uppa to me, and my momma n'em told me [Cee-Lo] No, nooo, noooooooo I'm so tired, it's been so long - struggling, hopelessly Seven and forty days.. heyyy Ohhhh, I sacrifice every breath I breathe To make you believe, I'd give my life awayyyy Oh lord, I'm so tired, I'm so tired My feet feel like I walked most of the road on my owwwwn All on my owwwwn, weeeeeee.. We alive or we ain't livin, that's why I'm givin until it's gone Cause I don't wanna be alone (I don't wanna be alone) I don't wanna be alone.. yeahhhheeeeee If there's anything I can say, to help you find your way Touch your soul, make it whole, the same for you and I.. There's not a minute that goes by that I don't believe that you die.. but I can feel it in the wind The beginning or the end But people keep your head to the skyyyyy [singers in background over interlude] Shake that load off, shake that load off [16X] [Erykah Badu] Folk in your face, you're a superstar Niggaz hang around cause of who you are You get a lot of love cause of what you got Say they happy for you but they really not Sell a lot of records and you rollin in Swoll up in the spot, now you losin friends All you wanna do is give the world your heart but the label tried to make you compromise your art You make a million dollars, make a million mo' First class probably treat you like a nigga po' You wanna say |
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