Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Window, artist - Jesse Jagz. Date of issue: 27.03.2014
Song language: English
The Window |
| Open up my window and stare |
| Are you here or are you there, can you hear |
| Can you feel it, can you tell me you care, my dear |
| Can you show me pretty pictures my dear |
| You find the greatest riches in em dishes my dear |
| Scriptures I share keep coming till it itches your ear |
| Reaches you there |
| Hanging over just as thick as the air |
| Well life is moving just as quick as a hare |
| Uh, stays tougher than a tip of a spear despair |
| I swear, I see the shit that you bear |
| I swear would you believe me if I tell you I’m here |
| Paranoia is near and yet you tell me that it’s love that you fear |
| I swear you take it from baby I’ll cover the rest |
| Yeah. |
| What is it that we share |
| Is it the truth or a dare |
| Imma look outta my window and stare |
| And in the end there’s a ridiculous flare (Ric Flair). |
| Yeah |
| I got the sunshine out my window |
| I’ve got a pocket full of indoor |
| It’s got me feeling like a hero |
| Even though my heart’s heavy like a kilo |
| And I can’t see the street people |
| I’m the only one who hears the street disco |
| Right outside my window |
| It’s right outside… |
| Lemme hear you say eyoooo oouooh |
| When the drums mix in the bongo |
| Lemme hear you say eyoooo oouooh |
| When the sun beats up the young o |
| Oh sweet soul, ooooo |
| Do you, ever go to your window and stare |
| Look into the air like some meaning was there |
| It’s what you seeking still there |
| Are you here or are you there |
| Tell me where, are you far, are you near |
| Ah, look out my window see the people don’t care |
| Some wear conspicuous wear and ridiculous hair |
| The hypocritical stare that’s as stiff as a spear |
| It’s 2020 vision so the difference is clear |
| It make me wanna light the spliff up in here |
| I wish you were here, you’d see the vision was clear |
| Go ahead and sit in my chair |
| Nah, move back a little just like residual hair |
| Yeah. |
| There |
| You see the visions appear, the pictures are there |
| Now tell me if you ever getting sick of the air |
| Is it what we share |
| Go ahead and sit in my chair |
| Make you aware of the lyrical flair in Ric Flair |
| Lemme hear you say eyoooo oouooh |
| When the drums mix the bongo |
| Lemme hear you say eyoooo oouooh |
| When the sun beats up the young o |
| I got the sunshine out my window |
| I’ve got a pocket full of indoor |
| It’s got me feeling like a hero |
| Even though my heart’s heavy like a kilo |
| And I can’t see the street people |
| I’m the only one who hears the street disco |
| Right outside my window |
| It’s right outside… |
| Do you ever look out your window and stare |
| And wonder about the universe and physics of air |
| Man is limited yeah. |
| The liquidity affair |
| Now this is what I think of when I sit in my chair |
| But all they wanna know is what he did to his hair |
| But the nigga don’t care, I really don’t care |
| I’m staring out my window so I really don’t hear |
| But the lyrical flair has been revealed in Ric Flair |
| The super freaks screw two in a week |
| He chew on his Tee and his shoes looking cheap |
| In too deep in the booth for a week |
| Oooo when he tweets, oooo on the sheets |
| The Gentile and the Jew to the weak |
| Make way for the Hebrew and the sheep |
| Got nowhere to sleep |
| This is for the ordinary Joe on the street |
| Who blow on the leaf and making dough |
| Real nigga earn your keep |
| We bang it on the radio nigga bump it in your jeep |
| Put it on repeat. |
| For love and defeat shawty |
| The shit will dry your eyes when you weep, sweet |
| I guess it’s all on me |
| Staring out the window let it fall on me |
| Fall on we, see the love in me |
| Fucking baby that must be the thug in me, yeah |