the corn into three colors. And we boiled it, ran to the mill and back, and finally started to make the tortillas. Now all the other women's tortillas
pane Every day has many colors 'cause the glass is stained Everything has changed but remains the same So once again the mirror raised And I see myself as clear as day
bloom Or light how to fill up a room You already are what you are And what you are is beautiful Heard a story the other day Took place at the local
hot I?m hot coz I?m fly You ain?t coz you?re not (Mims) This is why This is why This is why I?m hot This is why I?m hot Catch me on the block Every other day
, ya'll ain't cause ya'll not this is why, this is why, this is why I rock [VERSE] this is why I rock, catch me on da block every other day another purse
your wits) (Hold onto your wits) Pop guns and [unverified] brother please We're too wise for now Since the other nineties was better suited for that biz Back
up behind my back But I knew that red would come right back See I know I'ma be okay I got rid of Miss Red today Tryna cover up behind my back But I
was just the other day I told my nigga we goin get about this, about this And we goin keep our guns Cause we live a block from Danger, trouble, and every
go (That I go) Ask the bouncers in the club cause they know ('Cause they know) I start some shit they throw me out the back do (The back do) Come back
I stand alone Burned every bridge over the troubled water No longer hiding from my personality disorder A stronger tide is coming and I've been running
[Abilities] To everyone out there... [Eyedea] Speaking of out there SPEAKING of out there Where's he from? He's from some other planet, I heard
at the club I'm fly than a muthafucka Damn, why they staring ho, shit I'm the muthafucka Not the front door We better go through the back See, that was back
And so I try to think straight cause when you stare in the rear Rest in peace Stewart Shakir, nigga yeah! I'm on another label, not that other label That
In Air So I Try To Think Straight Cuz When U Stare In The Rear Rest In Peace Stewart Shakir Nigga Yea Im On Anotha Label Not That Other Label That Mean
only thing that's on my mind. Cuz,the way you staring makes me want to give it to you all night. Looking in your eyes, while you on the other side
was in high school We'd ride side by side in the morning on our bicycles Never even spoken or faced each other But on the last hill we'd race each other
purple, silver, and golden light drawing the day from night. On the shoreline a fisherman with bait on his line and a rod in his hand is ready to greet the day