Exile - Things We Say lyrics

[Hook: Both] (Blu) Man if (Aloe) Man if what (B) What if we can just (A) Just what (B) Just blink yourself away (A) Man if (B) Man if what (A) What if this is just (B) Just what (A) Just dreams from yesterday (B) Man if (A) Man if what (B) Whatever we make (A) Make what (B) Is what we make in the scenes to play (A) It's kinda crazy I guess, when words become flesh (Both) And brings life to the things we say [Verse 1: Aloe Blacc] To the things we say, to the things we say Maybe it don't ever happen so simply Cause sometimes when you be right In the narrative to your life And somebody throw a (hype?) On the pain you weigh I mean it's cool for me to speak a bunch of live that life But I ain't ever have to sleep under a bridge at night Food spoiling in the fridge All alone in the crib with no kids Now come on, what gives me that right See I'm tripping if I'm thinking this is simply positive thinking To stop a hooker from hooking to alcoholic from drinking it Maybe it could be what I know That it takes more than water for a flower to grow And a diamond might gleam and glow But without sunlight, that little shining won't dream and show So set sail if you catch my drift No (net/knit?), thumbs up, come and catch a lift You can Plead the Fifth But a baby who don't cry or eat Gotta be careful what you feed em with And in a way we all babies, still growing up s**ing down the milk with the guilt, keep us throwing up And at the same time, it's like we all parents Let us help each other grow with the dreams that we sharing Man if (Blu) Man if what (Aloe) What if we could just [Hook] [Verse 2: Blu] To the things we say, to the things we say I guess I gotta start rapping bout bling today In order to get a check Cause if words manifest in the flesh Then I gotta say for pay So I'm gonna scream out C.R.E.A.M til I leave the bank And keep repeating the hook like a mean delay Like a mean delay, cause what I mean to say Is to make your dreams reality in the scenes you play It could be cold as December or spring in May And yet my hunger to succeed won't leave my veins For my jerseys, my worthies Or I leave the game early Cause a birdie said god you need to stay Bye, until then I got hope to supply on Like dope/dough, sometimes I gotta smoke to get by and I choke, cause I wish I could blow through life