Walking Man - James Taylor, Yo-Yo Ma, Arnold McCuller, David Lasley, Kate Markowitz & Andrea Zonn

They like he walking again They like he walking again They like he walking again, oh They like he walking again They like he walking again They like he walking again (oh yeah, Berki, this the one right here) They like he walking again They like you walking again Same shit I spent on my whip Could've went bought a hundred and one bricks Went to the store, bought a hundred and one guns for the hood Then I bought a hundred and one dicks I bought a hundred and one sticks Try me, then you what your family gon' miss I'm tryna body-bag 'em, toe-tag 'em Put 'em way deeper than just six Ain't tryna fight with a bitch I know my right to the bitch, I won't wife for one night in the bitch You put a ring on her, cool That's what you do, I guess you liking a bitch I put my all in this, word to Niko I got killers with me, word to Baby Tay I grew a beard out during quarantine But these bitches still call me babyface They don't move how I move 36 tucked in the drum, while I'm ready to shoot I cut my phone on, go on demon time Clutch a shot when I'm right in the booth Bitch, I'm ducking them shots ring, I can shoot I keep saying you not me, I'm not you I like my personal space, bought a coupe In a two-seater, watch the money maneuver I got money now, but nah, I ain't new to this Started rapping, I think I could get used to this Tinted windows just so they don't know who it is Knocked his face off, they don't know who it is Ten piece for a feature, tell 'em fly 'em in Don't bust 'em down, sell 'em whole I'll ship packs and go hit me a lick 'Fore I ever contribute to selling hoes For my family to be straight, I'd sell my soul And I know it sound bad, but I'm the realest I'm the neighborhood hero, bitch, I ain't a villain You could say that I did it, I ain't got no ceiling For my family to be straight, I'd get 'em gone And I know it sound bad, but I'm the realest The neighborhood hero, bitch, I ain't a villain Say that I did it, I ain't got no ceiling They like he walking again They like he walking again They like he walking again, oh They like he walking again They like he walking again They like he walking again They like he walking again They like he walking again They like you walking again Same shit I spent on my whip Could've went bought a hundred and one bricks Went to the store, bought a hundred and one guns for the hood Then I bought a hundred and one dicks I bought a hundred and one sticks Try me, then you what your family gon' miss I'm tryna body-bag 'em, toe-tag 'em Put 'em way deeper than just six Ain't tryna fight with a bitch I know my right to the bitch, I won't wife for one night in the bitch You put a ring on her, cool That's what you do, I guess you liking a bitch I put my all in this, word to Niko I got killers with me, word to Baby Tay I grew a beard out during quarantine But these bitches still call me babyface Bitches still call me babyface Word to bro, he tote a baby K Glock 23, feel like LBJ Don't wanna hit it if she tell me wait Don't wanna hit it if she tell me wait I'm a shooter, bro, tell me spray Want real Runtz, you can't sell me fake Yeah, bitch, I can tell he fake A nigga don't hang with snakes Rap nigga, probably hang with Drake I heard Toosie Slide, thought I slid on a nigga Know Toosii gon' bang his face Flip the whip, he don't bang nothing but brakes Gotta tell him to pump that Dirty stick right on my waist If you come on the street too much, I'ma dump that And the shooters don't care if he dump back If he play, he gon' lay, we gon' slump that Ski mask, I be feeling like fuck hats No supporter, ain't wearing no Trump hat Know I stand for the people Buddy play around and he dying, 'cause nigga, we equal See it all through a peephole They kill one of my niggas, we clap every day like a sequel They like he walking again They like he walking again They like he walking again They like he walking again, oh They like he walking again They like he walking again They like he walking again They like he walking again They like you walking again Same shit I spent on my whip Could've went bought a hundred and one bricks Went to the store, bought a hundred and one guns for the hood Then I bought a hundred and one dicks I bought a hundred and one sticks Try me, then you what your family gon' miss I'm tryna body-bag 'em, toe-tag 'em Put 'em way deeper than just six Ain't tryna fight with a bitch I know my right to the bitch, I won't wife for one night in the bitch You put a ring on her, cool That's what you do, I guess you liking a bitch I put my all in this, word to Niko I got killers with me, word to Baby Tay I grew a beard out during quarantine But these bitches still call me babyface

Do you feel the same when I'm away from you? (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) Do you know the line that I'd walk for you? (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) We could turn around or we could give it up But we'll take what comes, take what comes Oh, the storm is raging against us now (ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) If you're afraid of falling, then don't look down (ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) But we took the step, oh, we took the leap And we'll take what comes, take what comes Feel the wind in your hair Feel the rush way up here We're walking the wire, love We're walking the wire, love We couldn't be higher, up We're walking the wire, wire, wire There's nights we had to just walk away (ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) And there's tears we'll cry, but those tears will fade (ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) It's a price you pay when it comes to love And we'll take what comes, take what comes Feel the wind in your hair Feel the rush way up here We're walking the wire, love We're walking the wire, love We couldn't be higher, up We're walking the wire, wire, wire So look out down below Look out down below Look out down below Walking the wire, wire, wire So look out down below Oh, I'll take your hand when thunder roars And I'll hold you close, I'll stay the course I promise you from up above That we'll take what comes, take what comes, love We're walking the wire, love We're walking the wire, love We couldn't be higher (couldn't be, couldn't be), up We're walking the wire, wire, wire So look out down below Look out down below (couldn't be, couldn't be) Look out down below Walking the wire, wire, wire So look out down below We're walking the wire We're walking the wire We're walking the wire, wire, wire

Without my walking stick, I'd go insane I can't look my best I feel undressed without my cane. Must have my walking stick 'cause it may rain When it pours can't be outdoors without my cane. If I ever left my house without my walking stick Well it would be something I could never explain Oh the thing that makes me click, on lovers lane Would go for naught if I were caught without my cane. Be-bop-bop-de-la-dum Be-bop-a-da-bum Re-bop-be-a Rop-a-de-bop Rump-a-de-dum Ra-da-da-de Re-bop-bop-la-da-dum Re-bop-be-de-a Rop-a-de-bum Rop-a-de-bum Deet-de-de-a Ra-da-da-dum If I ever left my house without my walking stick Well it would be something I could never explain Oh the thing that makes me click on lovers lane Would go for naught if I were caught without my cane.

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour