Just another night, Another practice, Same old town, Same old time. Cruisin' in the car with the radio on, I wouldn't have it, Any other way.... Just
I saw your face across the crowded room, And I knew you were the one for me, I saw your face across the crowded room, And I believed in destiny....
It's one of these days when the sun is shining And the sky it is so blue And the birds are whistling The happiest of tunes The sky is blue and the grass
Am I not pretty enough Is my heart too broken Do I cry too much Am I too outspoken Don't I make you laugh Should I try it harder Why do you see right
I could stay all night in this car park with you in my arms watch the street lights fade we could count the stars one by one tonight everyone's asleep
ain't got dollars Then you ain't got sense [Hook: Ice Cube - Sample] [scratching] "Dollars and cents" "Dollars and cents" "Trying to get her hands on some doll-" "Dollars
, I've come to kill a couple minutes And what's up with the way that everybody gathers around Each other, so they can steal each other's sound If it's
potholes, I'll never quit Shit, I'll think I'll pull off to the side With one foot in the game, and the other on the grind Now my mind's been compared
profession known to mankind is prostitution When I make a zillion I resign just like clockwork But you know me I'm always a day or two late and a dollar short
out your lungs, and blow out your fucking back 2004, the start of an arising One hand on the plan, the other hand on the bible I'm the man, your ghetto
already do All I know for sure right now, it's gotta be me or you While your uncle rolls his joints with his fifty dollar bill I'm off in some other park
trigger finger itches It's viscous, for some reason I'm still in that season All them other muthafuckas done left, smother muthafuckas to death Other
Times" (right) A chick in the hood shines But blind to trick nigga That has not been exposed to this mentality of mines... (I find the one I want) If
on the boulevard Wouldn't hesitate to pull ya house card Cause I ain't takin no shorts in the game today Quick to pop a punk tryin to short stop Money
honest dollar. You wanna sip a little - to make your pain numb Tippin' that bottle got you forgettin' where you came from. (FORGETTIN' WHERE YOU CAME FROM!) But I'm the same one
Did you hear the latest one About the footprints on your back About how they lied About how they stole To keep each other in the black I really wonder
grown-up and that's no lie So we party, 'til we die Cuz life is much too short for you to not be fly (Verse 2): Now other night I be drunk off a
yo, put Simon on the line [Simon Sayz] Hello, who's this? [Spitball] This Spitball, what's going down tonight? [Simon Sayz] Same as every other night