want roads will be built for you as you sit around sing along then back on back we'll go back on back we'll go (Thanks to AM for these lyrics)
La vie n'est pas un seul garcon un seul visage a aimer la vie n'est pas une seul passion puor toujours allumee Il faut de tout pour faire un coeur et
not gonna take anymore Don't you know it's me not you! Individuality, what does it mean I think it's you'll be you, and I'll be me Your own opinion? Great, grand
air I'm inhaling Am I mixed up too much, am I mixed up too hard Why am I walking, where am I running What am I saying, what am I knowing On this guitar
, mayne It made me the G I am today, made me the hustler I am today The grinder, the baller, the gangster I am today, mayne Lot of people got opinions
a motherfuckin' liar Entitled to your opinions, into the next millennium So many Major Coins that I thought I had a million 4-Ize, 4-Ize whatcha? 4-Ize Yo, yo, I am
And propped it up in the middle of The Bonanza breakfast bar And I am stuffing toast and sausage Into my pockets Under a sign that says grand opening
what I feel and know he's strugglin Be tryin to get depression and sufferin from ME When your head's cluttered with noise you get lost Am I isolated by
a soothe sayer major Cater to a king green battered on the brink of disease I am, skin and bones, I am, sin and poems, I am, tin and chrome You grin
, ya island in the sea I love you oh so very much, I joined the Ministry To show you people 'round the rock when tourist season's here Although in my opinion
not gonna take anymore Don't you know it's me, not you Individuality, what does it mean? I think it's, you'll be you and I'll be me Your own opinion? Great, grand
air I'm inhaling? Am I mixed up too much, am I mixed up too hard? Why am I walking, where am I running? What am I saying, what am I knowing? On this
as me, feel what I feel and know hes strugglin Be trying to get depression and suffer from me When your heads cluttered with noise you get lost Am I isolated
And propped it up in the middle of the bonanza breakfast bar And I am stuffing toast and sausage into my pockets Under a sign that says grand opening
these brave new modern times The first madman received the breath of life He and woman walked this wonderland Talking daily with the great I am It had
