Talib Kweli, Pharrell Williams - Broken Glass lyrics
Pharrell Williams [Pharrell Lanscilo Williams] Virginia Beach, Virginia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Talib Kweli, Pharrell Williams - Broken Glass lyrics]
This the story of - Lucy
In The Sky With Diamonds
Ask her why she crying, she wanna live
She got no time for dying was a science
Dreams too big for a small town
She gotta get to New York and
Watch a door fall down
Hopped off the Greyhound
Gotta make her way now
She sleeping on the park
Benches in the playground
But cash burn quick
Don't wanna have to turn trick
Ready to quit 'til she met the super pimp
Flashing his toothy smile that
Drove little Lucy wild
She quick to hop up on
His dick straight Hoopie style
She let the fella hit but
She sang she sell-a-bit
He ain't buying that, she ain't selling it
She looking for love in all of the above
Believing videos
Trying to back up all on a thug
Who wanna - put it in her
Withdraw like a Citi card
But now she shake that ass for
Tips at the titty bar
Broken glass - everywhere! (IT'S LOUDER!)
Louder - than a bomb shattered in in the air
(IT'S LOUDER)
Try to hold back your tears baby!
(IT'S LOUDER)
Wait a second, what happens here baby?
(IT'S LOUDER)
Broken glass - everywhere! (IT'S LOUDER!)
Louder - than a bomb shattered in in the air
Yeah (How many of y'all think you
Can do what we do?)
Yeah! Wait a second (One! Two! Three! C'mon)
Dreams shattered like broken glass
Press ignore it and your
Hopes get broken fast
You complain for the life
You supposed to have
But when you try to make plans
God is known to laugh
Throw a song on the phonograph
And Lucy start wilin
The trick start smiling
Watch the loot start flying
The Gucci start pilling up
She live designer plush
Start lining up the coke so
She could find a rush
Time's up, she's about to turn 33
Her shit started to sag, she got surgery
Now cats are used to drive past
Her like a Church van acting on thirst
'She Wants To Move' like a NERD fan
Bigger house, 10, 000 dollar purse fam
She let you in
She wanted rent by the 1st man
She the ring leader in a clique of birds
And they shadowy
Like the silhouette behind the curtain
She was a small city girl
With big city dreams
Niggas try to figure how to
Get up in them jeans
Put her in them scenes, get her on the team
Hit her wit the cream 'til
They figured out the schemes
Now she all up in the club
Looking for a new love
Really like Huey Lewis looking for a new drug
Cause coke's getting old, started free basing
Graduated to crack, smack on occasion
Not catching the bus, but back at the station
Back and forth pacing, acting all impatient
Last hundred dollars, she got to 'Get By'
Now gotta make a choice, go home or get high
Mommy and daddy miss her
She left for the fame
Now what's left is the dirt
That's thrown on her name
She need a ticket home if
It's the right course
Instead she bought a ticket to
Ride the white horse
In The Sky With Diamonds
Ask her why she crying, she wanna live
She got no time for dying was a science
Dreams too big for a small town
She gotta get to New York and
Watch a door fall down
Hopped off the Greyhound
Gotta make her way now
She sleeping on the park
Benches in the playground
But cash burn quick
Don't wanna have to turn trick
Ready to quit 'til she met the super pimp
Flashing his toothy smile that
Drove little Lucy wild
She quick to hop up on
His dick straight Hoopie style
She let the fella hit but
She sang she sell-a-bit
He ain't buying that, she ain't selling it
She looking for love in all of the above
Believing videos
Trying to back up all on a thug
Who wanna - put it in her
Withdraw like a Citi card
But now she shake that ass for
Tips at the titty bar
Broken glass - everywhere! (IT'S LOUDER!)
Louder - than a bomb shattered in in the air
(IT'S LOUDER)
Try to hold back your tears baby!
(IT'S LOUDER)
Wait a second, what happens here baby?
(IT'S LOUDER)
Broken glass - everywhere! (IT'S LOUDER!)
Louder - than a bomb shattered in in the air
Yeah (How many of y'all think you
Can do what we do?)
Yeah! Wait a second (One! Two! Three! C'mon)
Dreams shattered like broken glass
Press ignore it and your
Hopes get broken fast
You complain for the life
You supposed to have
But when you try to make plans
God is known to laugh
Throw a song on the phonograph
And Lucy start wilin
The trick start smiling
Watch the loot start flying
The Gucci start pilling up
She live designer plush
Start lining up the coke so
She could find a rush
Time's up, she's about to turn 33
Her shit started to sag, she got surgery
Now cats are used to drive past
Her like a Church van acting on thirst
'She Wants To Move' like a NERD fan
Bigger house, 10, 000 dollar purse fam
She let you in
She wanted rent by the 1st man
She the ring leader in a clique of birds
And they shadowy
Like the silhouette behind the curtain
She was a small city girl
With big city dreams
Niggas try to figure how to
Get up in them jeans
Put her in them scenes, get her on the team
Hit her wit the cream 'til
They figured out the schemes
Now she all up in the club
Looking for a new love
Really like Huey Lewis looking for a new drug
Cause coke's getting old, started free basing
Graduated to crack, smack on occasion
Not catching the bus, but back at the station
Back and forth pacing, acting all impatient
Last hundred dollars, she got to 'Get By'
Now gotta make a choice, go home or get high
Mommy and daddy miss her
She left for the fame
Now what's left is the dirt
That's thrown on her name
She need a ticket home if
It's the right course
Instead she bought a ticket to
Ride the white horse