Brick After Brick (feat. Westside Gunn & Fabolous) - Godfather of Harlem

I wanna build you up Brick by brick I wanna break you down Brick by brick I'm gonna reconstruct Brick by brick I wanna feel your love Brick by brick Brick by brick I wanna steal your soul Brick by brick I wanna rock and roll Brick by brick I wanna rock and roll Brick by brick I wanna rock and roll Brick by brick Brick by brick I wanna brick by brick Brick by brick I wanna blow by blow Brick by brick I wanna melt his soul Brick by brick I wanna brick by brick by brick by Brick by brick Brick by brick Brick by brick Brick by brick

Brick by brick We build a house And then we broke it down Word for word we ment to hurt And then we killed the sound Well it starts with a joke And then it goes up in smoke And leaves us wandering how And no one knows that's all she wrote Well at least for now We're building a fire Warm up in it's arms Tears are like diamonds Nothing is ever good enough for ya We're building a fire Warm up in it's arms Flames are the layers Nothing here is ever good enough Nothing here is ever good enough for love And brick by brick we build a house In this crazy town And word for word you make love or get hurt I won't back down And it starts with a kiss Did it end up like this Shit I'm running round It goes to show you never will know What life's about what life's about We're building a fire Warm up in it's arms Tears are like diamonds Nothing is ever good enough for ya We're building a fire Warm up in it's arms Flames are the layers Nothing here Stone by stone we make a home Just to?? maybe for a while Close together and still alone It's quite the life or quite a lie Oh we're building a wall right before our eyes Close together and still alone We're building a fire To warm up in it's arms Tears are like diamonds Cause nothing here is ever good enough for ya We're building a fire Warm up in it's arms Flames are the layers Nothing here is ever good enough for ya Building a fire here We warm up in it's arms Tears are like diamonds Nothing here is ever good enough Nothing here is ever good enough for love Nothing here is ever good enough good enough for love

It was a cold and wet December day When we touched the ground at JFK Snow was melting on the ground On BLS I heard the sound Of an angel New York, like a Christmas tree Tonight this city belongs to me Angel Soul love, this love won't let me go So long, angel of Harlem Birdland on fifty-three The street sounds like a symphony We got John Coltrane and a love supreme Miles, and she's got to be an angel Lady Day got diamond eyes She sees the truth behind the lies Angel Soul love, this love won't let me go So long, angel of Harlem Angel of Harlem She says it's heart, heart and soul Yeah, yeah (yeah) Yeah, yeah (right now) Blue light on the avenue God knows they got to you An empty glass, the lady sings Eyes swollen like a bee sting Blinded you lost your way Through the side streets and the alleyway Like a star exploding in the night Falling to the city in broad daylight An angel in Devil's shoes Salvation in the blues You never looked like an angel Yeah, yeah, angel of Harlem Angel, angel of Harlem Angel, angel of Harlem Angel, angel of Harlem Angel, angel of Harlem