Another slips away In other words, I say There are no words you say are no words
Another night slips In other words, I say are no words you should say There are no
Ms. Hill, you got skills, a gift, it's real Get ill, you spit got the power to uplift and heal
I wish I could talk to Lauryn, I mean, excuse me, Ms. And let her know how much we her, it's real The was beatin' her up Then them demons eatin' her up She need a savior that'll in a cup, yup
We used to it in the salad days When she at me like she don't know me she see me nowadays I nod, she nod back, that's how it Her songs better than anything out that hot or power play
Remember how accused her of saying She did her album help Then she to Rome to sing and tell the Pope about herself Just she left the Fugees, started rolling with the Marleys Got back with her crew at Dave Chapelle's Party
She made songs about Zion and trying to be Took Blackstar on tour to Europe, I was so Speaking for myself but I'm I could speak for Dante I got to watch a show with Simone and Harry Belafonte
We to chill at Nkiru, her moms was a customer She used to love to buy the books by Octavia Parable of the Sower, the character's name was Lauren What the album did for girls' self-esteem was so important
I got concerned when she got sick on the She ain't heavy, I'm a And I wish I could pick up the load, but no
Another night slips In words, I should say There are no words you say There are no
Another slips away In other words, I say There are no you should say There are no
Ms. Hill, you got skills, that's a gift, it's Get ill, what you spit got the power to the heal
Got her assistant on the the phone, I to talk to Lauryn And I wanna walk through the And I could be the when the rain is pouring Please, no disrespect to whoever your man is though This relationship is strictly music D'Angelo
I know you hate Babylon and wanna see it But they let you read your poem at the BET awards You give us hope, you us faith, you the one They don't like what you got to say but still beg you to come
Whoa, now that's powerful sis, black power We get money, keep our eyes on the final And no, I ain't you Christ, that would be sacrilegious right? Them raps the sisters recite with their black up The last wish is a queen who rise past bitches
We used to read Crest or anything By world press will press But what the of the word suggest Hatched in our heads like birds in the nest You gave birth to a new sound like West, yes
Should I be all of this while the mic is on? I might as well let it out because one day I be gone I write this song and you feel how much we love you And you play it 'cause I really ain't got the to say it, but yo
Another slips away In words, I should say There are no words you say There are no words, yeah,
Another night away In words, I should say There are no words you say There are no
Ms. Hill, you got skills, a gift, it's real Get ill, what you got the power to uplift and heal
night slips away In words, I should say There are no you should say are no words
Another night away In words, I should say There are no words you say There are no