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The Soundtrack of My Life

Lyrics that describe my days

Saturday, January 31, 2004

So far from where I started out, so far from where I wanna be. Listening for answers in the wind but can't find a rock to plant my feet. Looking for love in all the wrong places, down on my knees and now I'm praying for patience. I know there's gotta be a better way.
slow down>>india.arie
posted by joi  # 7:14 PM

Friday, January 30, 2004

I'm just tryin to be me doin what I gotta do. So why you keep hatin on me and my crew? (Yo I'm sayin [Joi], look at them and look at you.) True, if I was you, I'd hate me too.
no matter what they say>>lil kim
posted by joi  # 9:12 AM

Thursday, January 29, 2004

There are miracles in life I must achieve, but first I know it starts inside of me. If I can see it, then I can be it. If I just believe it, there's nothing to it.
i believe i can fly>>r. kelly
posted by joi  # 8:35 PM

Freezin up your bodily fluids, your style is old/You runnin your mouth, but don't really know what you be talkin about/You should retire, get that complimentary watch, be out!
>>talib kweli
I ain't your student so I ain't to be tested/I'm majestic, I represent my strength without effort/My, method is unorthodox, but of course it rocks/My serious synopsis will drop kick
>>mos def
hater players>>black star
posted by joi  # 1:44 PM

The days are overhelming. I swear I just can't tell if I'm coming or going. I wish I was all knowing cause I wanna fly, but what if I fall right on my face? But I can't stop here, I gotta face my fear or everyday before this was in vain.
keep on going>>vivian green
posted by joi  # 9:59 AM

Wednesday, January 28, 2004

55% of these [negroes] is fake, the otha 45% be handlin they weight. 55% of these [negroes] is hoes, the otha 45% be playin they role. Mr. Officer, Mr. Officer, man, get these handcuffs off of us!
set it off>>juvenile
posted by joi  # 7:28 PM

Tuesday, January 27, 2004

Jig-a-low, Jig, Jig-a-low, Jig-a-low, Jig, Jig-a-low/Hey, Ranada? What? Are you ready? For what? To Jig. To Jig what? To Jig-a-low. I said my hands up high, my feet down low, and this the way I jig-a-low. Her hands up high, her feet down low, and this the way she jig-a-low.
jig-a-low>>i dunno (childhood dancing game)
posted by joi  # 9:37 AM

Monday, January 26, 2004

The sweetest sounds I'll ever hear are still inside my head/The kindest words I'll ever know are waiting to be said/The most entrancing sight of all is yet for me to see/And the dearest love in all the world is waiting somewhere for me/Is waiting somewhere for me
the sweetest words>>brandy
posted by joi  # 8:48 PM

Sunday, January 25, 2004

God has been good to me. He's been so good to me. More than this world could ever be. He's been so good to me. He dried all my tears away--turned my darkness into day. I wanna say thank you Lord, thank you Lord. When I look back over my life, thank you, Lord. When I see how far you've brought me from, thank you, Lord. And I won't complain.
i won't complain/ i can't complain>>twinkie clark terrel feat. florida a&m choir
posted by joi  # 1:52 PM

I loved real real hard once. But the love wasn't returned. Found out the man I'd die for wasn't even concerned. I tried and I tried and I tried to keep him in my life. I cried and I cried and I cried, but I couldn't make it right.
when it hurts so bad>>lauryn hill
posted by joi  # 1:42 PM


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