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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Katia Cadet
Katia Cadet
Vocals
Q-Tip
Q-Tip
Vocals
Jarobi White
Jarobi White
Vocals
Chris Bower
Chris Bower
Piano
Chris Sholar
Chris Sholar
Guitar
Chris Parks
Chris Parks
Guitar
Can
Can
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kamaal Fareed
Kamaal Fareed
Songwriter
Jarobi White
Jarobi White
Songwriter
Holger Czukay
Holger Czukay
Songwriter
Michael Karoli
Michael Karoli
Songwriter
Jaki Liebezeit
Jaki Liebezeit
Songwriter
Irmin Schmidt
Irmin Schmidt
Songwriter
Damo Suzuki
Damo Suzuki
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Q-Tip
Q-Tip
Producer
Blair Wells
Blair Wells
Recording Engineer
Gloria Kaba
Gloria Kaba
Assistant Engineer
Dave Kennedy
Dave Kennedy
Mixing Engineer
Jeremy Lubsey
Jeremy Lubsey
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Vlado Meller
Vlado Meller
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Yea, Phife For your life Now, in the time when niggas wasn't supposed to be gone That's the place left for dead, and cities end up war-torn Vietnam going wrong, heroin going strong Neighbors would whoop that ass just for running through their lawn Watch that shallow shallow man walk Trinidadian love sprout into the asphalt Love was consummated and the angels registrated Two were to be born but only one of 'em made it Inside a cloud of sorrow, the silver lining and joy It's a bouncing baby boy, a king's name they would enploy And before he even squeaks it's decided it's Malik Now, give him hope, give him care, raise him while his grandma there Watch out mama, if you stare [?] keep him there Let's progress the story just a little bit Malik, I would treat you like little brother that would give you fist Sometimes overbearing, though I thought it was for your benefit Despite all the spastic shit and cinematic we documented The one thing I appreciate, you and I, we never pretended Rhymes we would write it out, hard times, fight it out Made race face to face, made it right And now you riding out, out, out, out Damn Have you ever Lost somebody (Phife dawg, man) Way before you (Bow wow, woof woof) Got to dream No more crying He's in sunshine Never thought that I would ever be writing this song Hold friends tight, never know [?] Soul so beautiful, [?] indisputable Heart of the largest lion trapped inside the little dude Took the grip to Granny's house, now we eat the curry food Talking hopes, dreams, plans leak, I's never scared Brand new pair of Nike Airs, avenue upstairs Mailbox, bears, all our rhymes was never there A nigga wanna battle, you know Phifey didn't care Jarobi with the beat, into new ass we tear I'mma flash forward, well took a trip to ATL Cooking in the kitchen making sure my nigga eating well Wedding in Tobago, you know exactly where I'm at Standing on the side of black, Malik Izaak Have you ever Lost somebody Way before you Got to dream No more crying He's in sunshine He's alright now See his wings Have you ever Lost somebody Way before you Got to dream No more crying He's in sunshine He's alright now See his wings Have you ever Lost somebody Way before you Got to dream No more crying He's in sunshine He's alright now See his wings Have you ever Lost somebody Way before you Got to dream No more crying
Writer(s): Kamaal Fareed, Irmin Schmidt, Michael Karoli, Jaki Liebezeit, Holger Czukay, Jarobi White, Kenji Suzuki Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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