turnin' me on, It's those little sparks that fly and then land like dynamite, It's just, it's just the simple things, pure incidentals, It's like breathin' on
And what they say of the grass on the other sides true Too much time looking up is turning everything blue Including me - including you Including you These times count
the world has turned around again we close our eyes and dream we're on the healing path we're on a roller coaster ride that could never turn back and
easily to me is it so hard to just say it i give up i give in so hold on to what you never had holding on by the blindfolds we hide behind we are all
it has to be this way, tomorrow happens gone away, and every pathway leads to you, my heart has told me what to do, you give me strength to carry on,
they close Then they'll turn out the lights and ask me to go I'll sleep off the haze of my singular ways And count the days till I'm back home with you
Grew my hair back just so I can hide my horns Nah mean, the fiend of the rhymes' on the scene My raps sound better with crime on the scene Fillmoe down
it by the look on all my homie's face Ignore distractions Baby complainin' that I'm a player she can die with me now and she can live with me later In
side bad side Sometimes just this side of sanity But turning my back on you Is a side of me you?ll never see I?ve been in the middle I?ve been on the
play rough Would you just play fair? Be polite Make a friend Don't forget to share Work it out Wait your turn Never take a dare Get along Don't make me
you can count on me on that you can be sure We'll always be friend its true I was always there for you I would never turn my back on us its true Both
nigga might Everything is all good everything is alright Was you in flight like smokin an ounce with back accounts Bigger than the smartest nigga can count
social security and nuclear weapons. Justify my right to die. We turn our heads try to scream try to shout, give the lower class power make the middle class count
I got a snack pack and dad pays for gas In the hatch back front seat, lean back when I leave it there he always gets mad Turn the base on the... up the
together for each other. I'll turn to you, you can turn to me. One on one, or one on three, you can always count on me to bring fellowship to this blank
on the court While you complain and get high some more Might explain why your team can't find support Now catch me in the back wit a whisky Chattin up
A-Wax] They call me Young A-Wax (Young A-Wax) Surround myself with young J-Cats (J-Cats) Quick to spray gats Nobody can trust each other (what?) I count