This is the original This has no identical You can't have my digital Future Aboriginal Get up off my genitals I stay on that pinnacle Kill you up my
You probly shoulda called it quits after the last stupid thing I did but you never gave up on me..... & i'd be foolish if i let u go cuz i kno that i
I pulled into the shopping center And saw a little boy wrapped around the legs of his mother Like ice cream melting they embraced Years of bad decisions
I got put on the set, smokin Jimmy Jacks in a shack with my nigga Coolio, got me to' the fuck back High as a UFO, standin in my drawers in the hall, talkin
Stand down, yeah Stand down, yeah... Friends and lovers beware, cause there's something in the air I feel it coming, I feel it coming And I'm talking
There's a call that rings for the one who sings to those now gone astray Saying come ye men and your load of sin there at the altar lay You don't seem
[Intro: T-Pain] Hello, welcome to Club Nappy Boy Um, My name is Teddy, I'll be your waiter for the night And uh, what can I get you?... You know what,
We live a life day by day A walk of faith, not by sight We generate, permeate Close the gate on the dirty devil The day will come when we are told If
PETERWhat's the buzz? Tell me what's happening. PETER and APOSTLESWhat's the buzz? Tell me what's a-happening. Hang on, Lord, We're going to fight for
I don?t know why I act the way I do Like I ain?t got a single thing to lose Sometimes I?m my own worst enemy I guess that's just the cowboy in me I got
I'm the king of the world All money, all power, all godlike And everything you rely on Hey, you think you are safe this way But now I'm going to change
Driving down the boulevard She pulls up in her daddy's car, top down She's got friends and I've gone mine But I got nothing on my mind Rockin' out to
Papers in the morning Bowler hat on head Walking to the bus stop He's longing for his bed Waiting with his neighbors In the rush hour queue Got to get
Yeah, that's the way it is Do it some, baby, ah yeah Yo, my background singers Baby, don't stop what you're doing, I like it Baby, don't stop what you
You may not believe it But I don't believe in miracles anymore And when I think about it I don't believe I ever did for sure All the things I've said
I wake up to them rapping tunes every afternoon, I'll be home soon I see the board sometime after june. met a couple of convicts, that's way beyond sick
Long live the powers now, that bring down the rays, Never let your days go for free. You've got nerves swerving everywhere, whatcha' gonna do? The ocean
They wouldn't let him play the opry With whiskey on his breath And it didn't take 'em long To figure out what they missed He went down that lost highway