Paris 1798430 - Tevin Campbell

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verse1:

ebony american heart torn in two

whatching his soul disappear with no trace or clue

a brother got lost livin' for the city

takin dope from the man

ain’t nowhere to run when it’s from uncle sam.

chorus:

paris1798430 my soul’s in hiding

that’s where a brotha be hidin til he get his due

paris1798430 my soul’s in hiding

gimme a call when we can live as large as you do.

verse2:

tears spill out in anger our black is now blue

our blood can be spilled as well but it will not make the news unless we’re

taken out one by one for the wrongs we have done

what else can you live by if you die by the gun?

BANG

Chorus

Verse 3:

(spoken)

so you know his mother will raise him you know like the best she can.

and uh you know it could have been much easier you know if she had like another

man.

and uh it’s kinda hard being happy you know livin on hopes and good luck

and uh it’s kinda hard having pride when you ain’t got bucks.

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my soul’s in hiding

my soul’s in hiding

oh my soul’s in hiding

when a baby cries, you know i envy his tears, so little does he know of the

ignorance and fear that will divide us until we are willing to change, until

the cup that we drink from is the very same.

my soul will be hiding

my soul will be hiding

hiding (hinding), hiding

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that’s where a brotha be hidin til he get his due (yeah yeah yeah)

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give me a call (gimme a call when we can live as large as you do)

i will listen (paris1798430) i will listen

(repeat til fades)