What Am I To You? - Norah Jones

What am I to say? I'm all wrapped up in apathy And I don't want to stay this way There's nothing left to do Now that I am onto you All I want to know is the truth And I don't want to go But I feel like I should Cause I'm falling apart, and I might And I die, and die, and die How could you be the better part of me? When we're only half of what we used to be, today Could you see this isn't what we need? And I'm leaving all the pieces how they fell So goodbye, farewell What am I to say? I still remember everyday Memories don't fade away And it all falls apart In the shadows of the past It can seem to be so hard But it's time the feelings past How could you be the better part of me? When we're only half of what we used to be, today Could you see this isn't what we need? And I'm leaving all the pieces how they fell So goodbye, farewell And pull your triggers now What you waiting for? I stand accused myself Sometimes I'm wrong God help me And here beneath my life What am I praying for? I don't believe in hell But I just might be there tonight How could you be the better part of me? When we're only half of what we used to be, today Could you see this isn't what we need? And I'm leaving all the pieces how they fell So goodbye, farewell Goodbye, farewell

Not so long ago I dont accustom to, An uncertain happiness That you can see right through Even fools can see When are the chips are down But when your next to me My world keeps spinning round What am i What am i supposed to do without out you Yeaah ohh baby tell me now What am i Ohh what am i supposed to do with out you Yeahh ohhh why dont you tell me darlin Dont you go nowhere Cause i finally got it right I got love to spare Two arms to hold you tight Oh if you leave me now For your own lonliness Well make its way around And leave me home a mess ohh What am i Ohh what am i supposed to do without you yeaahh Ohhh wont you tell me darling What am i Ohh what am i supposed to do with you yeahh Oh wont you tell me darlin Whoa whoa whoa Whoa whoa whoa Whoa whoa whoa Whoa whoa whoa Whoa whoa whoa Whoa whoa whoa Whoa whoa whoa Whoa whoa whoa Whoa whoa whoa What am I Ohhh What am i suppoised to do without you yeahh Ohh wont you tell me darlin What am i Oohh what i supposed to do without you yeahh Oh wont you tell me darlin What am i What am i suppose to you Ohh wont you tell me darlin What am i Ohh what i supposed to do without you yeahh

Come here I'm bout to take you higher We about to set this love on fire 이런 느낌 처음이야 엄마도 못 말렸으 내 진심을 말했고 결국에는 내가 이겼으 Baby you should know you change All of my negatives to positive 가시를 세우고 있지만 볼 수 있어 너의 장미를 다시금 날 뛰게 만드는 그 사람이 너란 사실을 아직은 알 수 없겠지만 내가 전부 다 알게 할게 당신을 나 난 되고파 너 너의 오빠 다른 놈팽이들과는 달리 인정받고파 뻔한 영화 대사처럼 들리겠지만 난 식스센스 Yo I'll be different I'll be missin I'll be kissin ya all the time girl 눈을 떼봐도 맘은 뗄 수가 없어 자 이제 시작이야 I'm yo 포켓몬스터 너도 맘을 주고 나도 내 맘 다 줬어 오늘이 어제보다 행복해졌어 근데 왜 근데 왜 죄인처럼 혼자 네게 연락할 핑계를 찾지 (Uh) 만나기 전보다 더해 애인이란 이유로는 부족한 지 맨날 단답, ㅇㅇ, 잔다, ㄴㄴ 10 바이트를 안 넘는 메시지 (Uh) 넌 의지를 잃은 키퍼 난 허허벌판을 달리는 메시지 그래 처음부터 이게 공평할 수 없는 게임이란 건 알았어 널 이기고 싶던 건 아니었지만 계속 지고 싶지도 않았어 조금은 달달하게, 막 깨가 쏟아지진 않아도 남들처럼 팔짱을 딱 끼고 때로는 위로와 진심을 담아서 서로를 위하는 것 니가 무미건조한 것도 understand 난 항상 너의 밑에 서 있으니까 under-stand 널 목마처럼 받치고 있는 난 아무것도 할 수가 없어 어느새 습관이 되어 버린 썩소 넌 또, 좋지도 나쁘지도 않다고 해 내가 앞서가니? 아닌 건 아닌 건데 내 짝 있는 짝사랑 난 바래 막 하는 막사랑 좀 잡아줘 이건 꼭 상대 없는 줄다리기 같잖아 what you say Aah baby don't you play 니가 불길이라도 꿋꿋이 걸을게 그러니까 제발 모르는 사람 보는 듯한 눈빛으로 날 보지 마 자꾸 내가 네게 아무것도 아니던 그때가 생각나니까 What am I to you girl what am I to you I do love you crazy uh do you? 이랬다 저랬다 사람 맘 좀 헷갈리게 하지 마 자꾸 이딴식일 거면 계약서에 도장 찍자 하루에 뽀뽀 몇 번 카톡 몇 번 그래 그렇게까지 해놓으면 속이 좀 시원해질까 What am I to you girl what am I to you I do love you crazy uh do you?

One) Here we go, ha ha Thou shalt not have no other great one but me Transcribin my lyrics is the c-h-u-b While, biblical words don't need to ra-hyme I said, "let there be a light," and there was light And the breeze (?), like that kid who made "i-ight" But men took mad dominion, over men Hard bondage with backs and, knees that must bend But only in prayer, I make your head need ibuprof'/bayer Call me, the number one player But hey. the one pharoahes, parlayed In the land of egypt, when that slave shit behaved Bythia(?) drew me, from the nile to smile on the people After me there will be a sequel And I'll praise my name, in the jam Call me what you want, but I am what I am Two) Hehe, I live in the souls of men, and women And pilgrims and children who wiggle, to the rhythm Just go, the people have corrupted themselves They toke the devil's smoke, puffing their l's I'll send, my only son down, to bless you And observe how you know him, and that will test you Years, of sufferation, will burn the nation With adultery, skirt-chasin and crotch-blazin You never learn - look how many times I kilt ya I burnt ya, I drowned ya, I froze ya I stripped your land and destroyed ya culture Next time you better give me some R-e-s-p-e (c-t) now hold ya but I love ya I invented aids but also, invented the rubber Each one teach one brother Take my name in vain and you're gone like damn Call me what you want, but I am what I am Three) Ha ha Now you got light skin, dark skin, east coast, west coast Old school, new school, dumb-ass fools One land, one people, I am the one Figure you disobeyed so I made the word "nigger" You can change the diction, but can't change what I'm writin I script those pulitzer books for that kid, michael crichton Like {*tch tch tch*} I am the hi-hat I am the m-i-c, I am easy mo bee And easy mo is me, he gets down when I want him to get down I put the heights in the crown I wrote the dead sea scrolls, I'm "strictly business" I made erick and parrish go gold My crew is tan, darker than tan, I made the ku klux klan I made rush +def+ but, able to +jam+ I'm flam, and I'm intricate You must and should be a fan and I am what I am Four) The praise of the "goodfella" is long past done Deniro's an actor, on cue, totin a gun Action! forty-five colt bolt, it gets messy Then copycat murders flow to joe schmoe pesci Then the ladies, sex, to the break of dawn and Another quaalude, and she'll love me in the mornin Fast pace, "scarface," you can't win, god's race When you're sparkin noah's ark, and you're in god's place Baby - cock up your foot and you act crazy Every "distinguished gentleman" wants a lady You can't bug, when you wanna play real life cocoa When you're "down and out in beverly hills" with oprah "Mi vida loca," and then it turns to weed smokers Then you're dead, dealin with them kids from +cosa nostra+ But no autographs you must, already be a fan I am what I am and that's all that I am

You can ride all day long Another Myke Diesel production (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I'm back, my music tracks about to sell another mil' My pants stay saggin' from them hundred dollar bills These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Before I came I just say the streets wouldn't feel The - that I'm spittin', the - that's real But now I'm like Melo, I'm the king of the hill American dream, I'm livin' that for real Eleven cars later - tell me how you feel Took the diamonds off my teeth And put 'em on my Phantom grill (smile, ha ha) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I used to get dissed by the chicks in the club Now they want to rub my belly, wanna show your boy some love They see me iced up, they be like, "What's up?" Try to jack me if you wanna, I'ma leave you - up Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz I used to have homies, now I'm like, "- friends" 'Cause even back then all they did was pretend Now I got my own label Ice Age and I'm boss I'm the mayor of this town with the key to that vault All my cars black on black except the one with thick gloss Got another white on white I call that - rick Rick Ross (Ross) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone (hahahahahaha) Chasing a man you can't see (you can't see me, baby) So just walk away, and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain American Dream, album and movie on the way, baby

(Rhythm is both the song's manacle and it's demonic charge. It is the original breath, it is the whisper of unremitting demand. "What do you still want of me?", says the singer. "What do you think you can still draw from my lips?" Exact presence that no fantasy can represent. Purveyor of the oldest secret, alive with the blood that boils again, and is pulsing where the rhythm is torn apart. How your singer's blood is incensed at the depth of sound. Lacerations echo in the mouth's open erotic sky where dance together the lost frenzies of rhythm and an imploring immobility. Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Grace Jones. Jones the Rhythm.) Slave! Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm Axe to wood in ancient times Man machine, production line The fire burns, with heartbeats strong Sing out loud, the chain gang song Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm, The rhythm... master... master... Never stop the action, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up. Slave to the rhythm, work to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm. Slave to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm, Slave to the rhythm, work... to the rhythm, To the rhythm, work to the rhythm, to the rhythm. Slave, slave, To the rhythm, to the rhythm, to the rhythm. (Grace) Oh that's weird... (Grace Jones, welcome) Thank you Paul. And if you're wondering what's wrong with my voice, I just choked on my saliva. So... (Now obviously you're in the Bond movie.)