Janet Jackson credited as playing...
Justice
- Justice: Alone Lying, thinking last night How to find my soul a home Where water is not thirsty And bread loaf is not stone I came up with one thing And I don't believe I'm wrong That nobody, but nobody Can make it out here alone Alone, all alone Nobody, but nobody Can make it out here alone There are some millionaires With money they can't use Their wives run 'round like banshees Their children sing the blues They've got expensive doctors to cure Their hearts of stone But nobody, no, nobody Can make it out here alone Now if you listen closely I'll tell you what I know Storm clouds are gathering The wind is gonna blow The race of man is suffering And I can hear the moan 'Cause nobody, but nobody Can make it out here alone Alone, all alone Nobody, but nobody Can make it out here alone
- Justice: A wise man once said, Look at the ocean and realize that no matter how famous you are or how much money you make know that you'll never be as important as the ocean.
- Justice: Give me your hand Make room for me to lead and follow you Beyond this rage of poetry Let others have privacy Of touching words And love of loss of love For me, give me your hand
- Justice: [as Iesha vomits on the side on the road after having drunk too much alcohol] Look at you.
- Iesha: [dazed] What's up, J? What's the problem, girl?
- Justice: [grabbing wine bottle out of Iesha's hand] *This* is the fucking *problem!*
- [smashes bottle on the ground]
- Justice: I'm *sick* of this shit! That's all you do. You act like some alcoholic bitch!
- Iesha: Why are you calling me a bitch?
- Justice: [grabbing Iesha tightly by the neck of her shirt] All you do is get drunk all the time. That's why I never go any place with you, because you're always acting crazy! Just like my damn mamma.
- [tears begin flowing from her eyes]
- Justice: In a time of secret wooing Today prepares tomorrow's ruin Left knows not what right is doing My heart is torn asunder In a time of furtive sighs Sweet hellos and sad goodbyes Half-truths told and entire lies My conscience echoes thunder In a time when kingdoms come Joy is brief as summer's fun Happiness Its race has run Then pain stalks in to plunder
- Justice: Is it true the ribs can tell the kick Of a beast from a lover's fist? The bruised bones record it well The sudden shock, the hard impact Then swollen lids Sorry eyes spoke not of lost romance But of hurt Hate is often confused Its limits are in zones beyond itself And sadists will not learn that Love, by nature, extracts a pain Unequalled on the rack