for all the things you'll never hear me say Oh, I know, I could never get that near What do you expect me to do, disappear? You and me, we're as free
where I call my home Four thick walls surrounding me I pay a heavy toll I'm pushing and pushing trying to claw my way back Wishing, wishing I could disappear
Bản dịch: The Church. Disappear?.
Bản dịch: J Church. Disappear.
the words they disappeared, I can't imagine, I can't even try, The vision in my mind was never clear I thought I knew all the answers, But the words they disappeared
their dresses And smiling pretty, well pretty will shallow you forever Step on, step two, step three repeat I pray at the church of asses in the seats And I disappear
your's a fat kitten pussy All I wanted growing up was remote controls Now my whole life remote control, hit the block Dope control, got ghetto corners choking slow Grand mama go to church
I'm never gonna heal I see a light, a little hole, and a little girl Well, hello world Every day I drive by a little white church It's got these little
(Sit down!) Of the new world Put your faith in a miracle And it's non-denominational Join the choir, we'll be singing In the Church of Wishful Thinking
can't find me now But they're gonna get their money back somehow And when you finally disappear What they say you'll never hear Been working for the church
Dodge Drinking warm beer in soft summer rain The rat pulls into town, rolls up his pants Together they take a stab at romance and disappear Down Flamingo
over here Miera me miera me, I disappear Pick a boo, I see you Miera me miera me, I?m over here Miera me miera me, I?m over here Miera me miera me, I disappear
t see Open your fucking eyes vato, you can't see me [Chorus x2] I'm over here I'm over here I disappear I'm over here I'm over here I disappear
poetic expression hardcore I ain't afraid to say it and many can't get with it At times in my life, I was a welfare recipient I ate the free cheese, while the church
but then you disappear as soon as the checks clear you lash out at the poor and tell 'em to give you more Sell everything off for the church, sleep
Puuusssssssssssssyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy-ah [Verse 1 - Pusha T] All I wanted growing up was remote controls Now my whole life remote control, hit the block dope control Got ghetto corners choking slow Grandmama go to church
see you in the streets, I begin to swoon And I love to see you dress before the mirror Won't you let me in your room one time 'fore I finally disappear
