Had a dream," I said, "'Bout who?" he said
"'Bout B.I.G.," I said, "That's big," he said
"Dig what he said", "Proceed," he said
"Indeed," I said, so, breathe I did
"Don't repeat what I say," I said, he said nothing
He agreed with his head, he just nodded like this
What I believe to be a yes, I repeated what was said
"It came to me like a whisper last evening," I said
"What's the deal, playboy?" was the greeting he said
First thing I wanted to know was the reason he was dead
"Mo' Money Mo' Problems,'" better believe it," he said
"Careful what you wish for, you might receive it," he said
"I see, " I said, "jealousy, " I said
"Got the whole industry mad at me, " I saidThen B.I. said, "Hov' remind yourself
Nobody built like you, you designed yourself"
"I agree, " I said, "My one of a kind self"
Get stoned every day like Jesus did
"What he said, " I said, has been said before
"Just keep doing your thing, " he said, say no more
Slowing down the dance to a different type of speed
You know it's Cool & Dre deh pan the beat
You know, a bloodclaat heat
(Right)
On the sands, beach sands, make plans
To be in each other's arms, yeah
Let it breathe, let it breathe
I wanna drown in the depth of you, yeah, yeah
When the water's so blue (So blue, so blue)
So blue (So blue)
Show you somethin' real (So real)
So real (Let it breathe), so real (Let it breathe, so real)
I want you to come inside right now
So you know just how I feel
How I feel (Let it breathe, let it breathe), yeah
We might not ever go back anymore
Got you all in your emotions, hit you with the force then
Tell me your desires, I won't ever tire
You'd rather play the game than to throw the fight
Boy you know that ain't right
When I'm needing your affection, I need that attention
Up and down motion, come swim in my ocean, yeah yeah
On the sands, beach sands, make plans
To be in each other's arms
Let it breathe, let it breathe
I wanna drown in the depth of you, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Where the water's so blue
So blue (So blue)
Hopped out the Lam' with the sheep
Skin rugs on the floor
We hugged, made love on the seats
We tried to hide in the hills
We watched the sky turn peach
Summer's light like, summer's night
It's like, Christ masterpiece
Even the lime gotta squeeze
She gave me a lil' swig, to chase behind my weed
If I can stay in her hair forever, that'd be fine by me
I don't have no concept of time
Even with a rose gold Concept on me
I remember summer nights in the projects
Bullet rounds interrupting my Chi
When the worst thing that could happen
Zipped up his jacket and ran back down the street
In Bel-Air, only the nights get cold
I wrapped a yellow jacket 'round Bey
It's not lost on me, music has my kids sound asleep
On the sands, beach sands, make plans
To be in each other's arms, yeah
Let it breathe, let it breathe
I need to take my time to show you somethin' real (So real)
This is real (So real)
So you know just how I feel, how I feel
Let's make love in the summertime
Let's make love in the summertime
Be in each other's arms
Let it breathe, let it breathe
Let's make love in the summertime, yeah
On the sands, beach sands, make plans
To love in each other's arms, yeah
Love neva change you kno'
People change you kno'
Love never change
Love is, unviversal ting
Love is going to express itself as a form of
Forgiveness and compassion for each other
40. Toni Morrison, The Bluest Eye
He used to come easing into bed sometimes, not too drunk. I make out like I’m asleep, ’cause it’s late, and he taken three dollars out of my pocketbook that morning or something.… I think about the thick, knotty hair on his chest, and the two big swells his breast muscles make.… I pretend to wake up, and turn to him, but not opening my legs. I want him to open them for me. He does, and I be soft and wet where his fingers are strong and hard. I be softer than I ever been before. All my strength is in his hand.
My brain curls up like wilted leaves.… I stretch my legs open, and he is on top of me. Too heavy to hold, and too light not to. He puts his thing in me. In me. In me. I wrap my feet around his back so he can’t get away. His face is next to mine. The bedsprings sounds like them crickets used to back home. He puts his fingers in mine, and we stretches our arms outwise like Jesus on the cross. I hold on tight. My fingers and my feet hold on tight, because everything else is going, going. I know he wants me to come first. But I can’t. Not until he does. Not until I feel him loving me. Just me. Sinking into me. Not until I know that my flesh is all that be on his mind. That he couldn’t stop if he had to. That he would die rather than take his thing out of me. Of me. Not until he has let go of all he has, and give it to me. To me. To me.
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