For the walls of my tower they come crumbling down 'Cause I know my weakness, know my voice And I'll believe in grace and choice And I know perhaps my heart is fast But I'll be born without a mask I know the time has numbered my days, And I'll go along

No I'll never come back down Never come down from here But this can't be all that we have to wait This can't be all that we have to wait My legs are all buried in salt the way As my lips move out all of my words the way Pressing and pulling these pains

America, America And the red man is right, to expect a little from you And my brothers are all black and white, yellow too Promise and then follow through, America Well I come from, down around Tennessee But the people in California Are nice to me,

Now what y'all want me to do Keep your shit the hardest It's about to go down Niggas is ready to start this war that's for sure They can come and get it We ride or die why 'Cause my niggas is wit it I want Monopoly money but I ain't even halfway there

Got me lovin' you Now you got me lovin' you I had too many girls, it's true But now you got me loving you I got 525,600 women They come around and we take 'em all down Kick 'em out when we finish They cool, but they not like you Baby girl it's just

But I see your angel, don't act young and wasteful Come to the garden and let your guard down Come to your senses it will all be clear The star in your eyes, the glimmer in the shadow You are more than able, of cutting through the cable Yeah, yeah (ah) I

Is it just smoke and mirrors? I want to believe All I believe, Is it a dream? That comes crashing down on me? All that I own But all that I own This is my word heart breaker, gatekeeper I'm feeling far away, I'm feeling right there This is my word, this

I know where you went but I don't know how you got there Lucidity, come back to me Put all five senses back to where they're meant to be Silver tongue hill where you talk up what I' d play down I would speak up but I wouldn't know what to say Oh it's

I'm in a New York state of mind Out of touch with the rhythm and blues But now I need a little give and take The New York Times, the Daily News It comes down to reality, and it's fine with me 'cause I've let it slide I don't care if it's Chinatown or on

I got this feeling that they're gonna break down the door I got this feeling they they're gonna come back for more See I was thinking that I lost my mind But it's been getting to me all this time And it don't stop dragging me down Silently reflection