the only one It's nice to know we had it all So thanks for watching as I fall And letting me know we were done Chorus2x So much for my happy ending So much for my
I couldn't tell you Why she felt that way She felt it every day And I couldn't help her I just watched her make the same mistakes again Whats wrong whats
my head I can't handle this confusion I'm unable Come and take me away I feel like I'm I'm all alone All by myself I need to get around this My words
He isn't really what I'm looking for This is when I start to bite my nails And clean my room when all else fails I think it's time for me to bail (time
I'm not afraid of anything I just need to know that I can breathe I don't need much of anything But suddenly I am small and the world is big All around
my hand and walked me home, I know Why you gave me that kiss It was something like this and made me go oh oh You wiped my tears got rid of all my fears
I looked away Then I looked back at you You tried to say Things that you can't undo If I had my way I'd never get over you Today's the day Ipray that
use your body as a welcome mat No hospitality, I'll jus show you a hospital I make moves and do things, even God would say's impossible A wild animal
Would you put down your weapon? [Slug/(Beyond)] I heard a grip of little voices in a thousand heads Calling me out of my rest to come and plow your steps
botany In a reflection of the split seas you see me in 3D Tripping off three hits of E Half-a-tablet for you 2-and-a-half for me A rappers speech is slurred
allowed to see the rhymes In a town near Kadam and Kakrak Jalalabad I pray in a hut constructed from Sago Palm I'ma take you for a walk thru a beautiful
a broken city children Building jails out of commotion and metal legos, c'mon man! And that's a kick-drum for the homeless, a gunshot for the system Position
mouth, use her like a toilet They usually want a baller and the young nigga ballin Mike Jordan, pardon my swag Even my father rich as fuck and all my
cruise the hood like a snake up in the woods lookin for a cut party [Chorus] [Verse 3: Khujo] You know we don't use the Goodie name to pack they function
s a way to save everything with your gift (Yeah) Now a seed to a tree was to be (Yeah) A boy to a man comes up quickest like a dream You really don't
a real ass nigga, down on my side Cause I didn't have time, had a lot of shit up on my mind Had the right, to shut up in my rhymes To keep me sane all
and Seagram's Gin You know a party ain't a party till we get in Son of a slave, I write rhymes under my grave Got it locked so bad I gotta come in a cage
