focus all your rage the world needs people like you people like you! people like you! motherfuckers like you! people like you! in a dream i had you
rage The world needs people like you The world needs people like you People like you Motherfuckers like you People like you In a dream I had You were
all your rage the world needs people like you people like you! people like you! motherfuckers like you! people like you! in a dream i had you were
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the Bay is the side people man if you ain't there they goin talk about'cha So I want them to know, I love you I feel you I'm representing for you So I
throw your in it And watch you drown It follws you like the blackets cloud, that live its life to hit you When you're down too many people to please
that?s what I?m sayin?. This love got me high, I?m soaring. Baby girl, you know I live for it, and I?ll never, ever hurt you. Without you there?s no life
t you tell You're just the surface of a dark deep well And how can you prefer to be wit those That sprayed you wit gun and hoses And never put roses on
bitches start rushing Get your shake on, what you waiting on what you got Do that thang, work that thang you're hot Oh yeah you looking good, but I just might pass Cause you
that people like You done it my nigga, now let me see ya do it twice And again and again, for ten years win What you gon do, when you show Thug what you
only right Baby, you're the one... Baby, you're the one for me Baby, (yeaaah!) You should be havin my baby (Turn it up!) You should be havin my baby [
busy And snap your neck back and forth till you get busy And tell your mother, tell your brother and tell your Aunt Lizzy And you know you got to know some things before you
ain't thought of no shhh, I live with guilt like I slaughtered the sick, I live with shame, like my daughter a bitch, I don't make living but I still
therapy needed, so use it. Music is water; you know what my proof is? (What?) People need music like they need excuses (Ha) People need water like Kanye
came Spoiled the parade like rain Like oil in a flame it pained The heart attack sudden Harder then livin Harder then a punch in the woom Harder then the lunch you
apartment in the city Me and Loretta liked living there It'd been years since the kids had grown A life of their own Left us alone John and Linda live
touch of Ron to get me by I see people travelling, never make a move I don't follow my leader, needles in the groove I don't like sitar, it don't touch guitar People