Making Ways - Patrice

No way-ay-ay

I find a way

There’s no way-ay-ay

I don’t find a way

If I don’t do it no one will

No, if I don’t do it no one will

No one will

This stuff is

Like crab in a barrel

Like bullets in a clip

Pull up to shot through the, yeah

Want to be a hit that shot does something we can

And wicked is no where out so we hate and we crawl, ya

And when the ship is going down, I will not let you drown

I will not let you down, will I

Like wait to walk on this water bring down these walls and knows that don’t

exist

Just so you hear my call

Hey-ey-ey

I find a way

There’s no way-ay-ay

I don’t find a way

If I don’t do it no one will

If I don’t do it no one will

No one will

Maybe I am to high, maybe the sky has it’s limitations, maybe

Probably I over astimate myself, maybe I’m not that great

Oh well I couldn’t tell, maybe

My father told me on it

That will

Ever each end darling that kiss maybe

I want the crown of england, the land of the judge

I want money, to give back to the world

I say

No way-ay-ay

I find a way

There’s no way-ay-ay

I don’t find a way

If I don’t do it no one will

No, if I don’t do it no one will

No way-ay-ay

I find a way

There’s no way-ay-ay

I don’t find a way

If I don’t do it no one will

No, if I don’t do it no one will