blinded by it all I was blinded, yes, I was blinded And the tender touch that said so much, doesn't need me, now I was blinded, how I was blinded, when
I've lost where I'm going No one beside me showing how. Won't you look at me now? We talk, but we don't mean it, I thought I'd really seen it all. Even
blinded by it all. I was blinded, yes I was blinded And the tender touch that said so much doesn't need me now. I was blinded, how I was blinded, When
on the .45 chrome Dead aim at my brain, infared with no lights on I ain't afraid to die, I want to see what's after this I'm living blind writing rhymes
: (feat. John Legend) J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League [echoes] [Rick Ross:] It's Da Boss. It gets no better than this... Maybach Music! [Chorus - John Legend
love...this love won't let me go So long...Angel of Harlem Birdland on fifty-three The street sounds like a symphony We got John Coltrane and a love supreme Miles
love This love won't let me go So long Angel of Harlem Birdland on fifty-three The street sounds like a symphony We got John Coltrane and a love supreme Miles
I can tell you I, I can show you, oh, I I'm tha magnificent with tha sensational style Down to all of my automobiles wit no miles Yellow corvettes,
can escape the government Flee my residence, settle in I'm militant minded, brilliant rhyme whiz The time is now for me to shine, kids are innocent Blinded
Not long ago I went through the gate of dreams I came to the famous City of Destruction Where now a shuttle runs to the Emerald City With air miles and
and she?ll do it with a smile Even when you?re on the long road And been down it many a mile Drums: Gary Bass: John Organ: Richard Piano: John Whynot
45 chrome Dead aim at my brain, infared with no lights on I ain't afraid to die, I want to see what's after this I'm living blind writing rhymes 'Til
Sunny days and sweet romances, Childhood dreams, forgotten chances pass you by. Time has gone, and far behind you Music plays and lights that blind you
tear. Well I'm on the borderline. I'm on the borderline. Said I'm on the borderline. Won't you try to get me out of here? Empty blind and far behind
a look at the weak man, Could he ever stand on his own? Waiting for the day to come When he'll be all alone. Take a look at the blind man Wishing
