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• Artiste: L'Roneous
• Titre: Wilderness
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ya, uh. this is l'roneous. let me tell ya'll a little story i wrote. you know dealing with women, they could change you inside. well. this is my story. check it out I called her Miss Supernatural almost over-theatrical soft-spoken but factual with a knack for something magical she's keeping me open like a classical jam a masculine man we strolled in the convo on Copen & scopin' the land she's sipping on coffee, I'm smoking consoled in the way she holding herself together her joking's provoking me inward I'm sensing her struggle I said the world's still a ghetto, love she said it's a jungle and mumbled something so humble it almost crumbled my knees she said you hide behind the music while I hide behind tree sometimes she swaggers when she talks on such emotional things and hated the night scene cause the fight scene is slippin the dream I mean I caught a drift completely she was lettin' off steam and when I think of how she spoke it almost makes me believe... [HOOK: Sade sample] I am in the wilderness, you are in the music I am in the wilderness, you are in the music I am in the wilderness, you are in the music I am in the wilderness, you are in the music She said the wilderness to build her past suggestion wasn't off lasting impressions form in lessons on the essense of her talk I'm often faulted for my wordiness but, word we hit it off from kick off, like lift off from thin walks with back drops of black tops & crack spots And black cops and pawn shops She scooped thoughts like short stops on short hop I just watched her mainly listened from a distance to the visions of my dream queen nestled in a moom beam, settled by the mood swing 'You could be the best' you used to say about my music 'You possess the gift, you need to get on out & use it' The world is full of lunatics and animals that bruise them Take yo place in movement Damn, she was the smoothest Almost 'round the clock she used to pick my brain like locks The way she built me up and broke me down helped me out alot I wish I got one last confide and sure we see things eye to eye When she left to walk her path she said I need to follow mine... [HOOK] I am in the wilderness, you are in the music I am in the wilderness, you are in the music I am in the wilderness, you are in the music I am in the wilderness, you are in the music