Lirieke:
He Is We Pour Me Out

. Fill me up, Steam me up. Hear me shout, Tip me over and pour me out. Pour me out on the concrete, next to your feet. Do I have to cry out? Can you hear me

. Fill me up, Steam me up. Hear me shout, Tip me over and pour me out. Pour me out on the concrete, next to your feet. Do I have to cry out? Can you hear me

. Fill me up, Steam me up. Hear me shout, Tip me over and pour me out. Pour me out on the concrete, next to your feet. Do I have to cry out? Can you hear me

no. Fill me up, Steam me up. Hear me shout, Tip me over and pour me out. Pour me out on the concrete, next to your feet. Do I have to cry out? Can you hear me

be, now they not Anything but us is who we are Disguising ourselves as secret lovers We've become public enemies We walk away like strangers in the street Gone for eternity, we

told y'all that we won't stop 'Til back cruising through Harlem, Viso blocks It's what made me, saved me, drove me crazy Drove me away than embraced me, forgave me

dumb Shaking like a bitch is how we found him Showed him the Machete, he stepped back from the riot Claimed he ain't never seen a nigga like that With

Yeh, Feels like I?m floating. True Story. Verse 1: Look, I had a homie that used to tell me I would blow But he died before he got to see me bloom Got

the warm champagne pours Out on the lawn, we'll pretend we're having Tons of fun in this world where we don't belong Some bloke all alone, is she thinking