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Beggin

 

Beggin

(album: So Dark The Con Of Man - 2007)


[Tshawe Baqwa:]
Oh, put your loving hand out, baby
I'm begging

Begging, begging you
Put your loving hand out, baby
Begging, begging you
Put your loving hand out, darling

Riding high, when I was king
Played it hard and fast, 'cause I had everything
Walked away, wondering then
But easy come and easy go and it would end

[Yosef Wolde-Mariam:]
So ah, any time I need ya, let me go
Any time I feed ya, get me low
Any time I see ya, let me know
But I planted that seed, just let me grow
I'm on my knees while I'm (Beggin')
'Cause I don't want to lose (You)
I got my arms so spread
And I hope that my heart gets fed
Matter of fact, girl, I'm begging

[Tshawe Baqwa:]
Begging, begging you
Put your loving hand out, baby
Begging, begging you
Put your loving hand out, darling

I need you (Yeah) to understand
Tried so hard (Hey) to be your man
The kind of man (Ho) you want in the end
Only then can I begin to live again

An empty shell I used to be
Shadow of my life was hanging over me
A broken man but I don't know
Won't even stand the devil's chance to win my soul

[Yosef Wolde-Mariam:]
What we doin'? What we chasin'?
Why the bottom, why da basement?
Why we got good shit, don't embrace it?
Why the feel for da need to replace me?
Ya on a runway track from the good
I want to paint in the pictures any way we could, react
Like the heart in a trash where you should
You done gave it away, ya' had it 'til you took it back
But I keep walking on, keep rocking dawns
Keep walking forward, now the court is yours
Keep browsing halls, 'cause I don't wanna live in a broken home
Girl, I'm begging

[Tshawe Baqwa:]
Begging, begging you
Put your loving hand out, baby
Begging, begging you
Put your loving hand out, darling

I'm fighting hard (Yeah)
To hold my own (Hold my own)
Just can't make it all alone (All alone)
I'm holding on
Can't fall back (No white body)
I'm just a con 'bout to fade to black

Begging, begging you
Put your loving hand out, baby
Begging, begging you
Put your loving hand out, darling
Begging, begging you
Put your loving hand out, baby
Begging, begging you
Put your loving hand out, darling

done

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