solve the problem Just a kid with no direction Hey Jimmy don't you walk away We'll look at life according to me You're my life support auto biography
me I'm eulogized So you decide but right now I gots to ride Move aside no sob stories when we swab stories Don't cry for me, just see through my eyes,
that God-awful Frankenstein Starving your style to someday be a story in my ? Life's hard, life's easy Life's everyting in between Life's Peachy like
to be runnin' things on earth It's time to direct it's attention toward heaven Let's do this! It's time to meet ya maker [Verse One] The story's over
lyrics, which describe a period in my life where everything was in confusion, without direction, and giving up was the easy way out. the moral of the story
choose the right direction [Jise-One Of Arsonists] My story in heart, scarify your own opponent No clemicy(?) for the opposed in my way of life for roaming
now Buddah Blessed 4 I and I provide da Greatest Natur-role pure as life that exit from Nah gent-ta-tillc styles interna-sha-nile likde direct connects
is just one variety Hatin each other is another, brotha I mean I'm really true to the shit, my spit ain't just spit My duty is to save my people from
y'all love Thoughts are bright like a lightbulb Ice cold raps, you stroll Lease a finance, one chance, be my CD entity Your energy is too low to bite my
my bones though the names and dates are altered the story's still my own the performance of a lifetime my only starring role in a cast of many thousands no one
number one English secondary, intertwine the two seem to vary, so I... [Chorus:] Share the information, spread it like butter polyunsaturated, help my
clean the sewers? Who'd mend my television? Wouldn't people lay about without some supervision? Who'd drive the fire engines? Who'd fix my video? If there
that I've lost my way Gone in a world full of yesterdays The sun and the moon have become my tomb Morphed into one as my time comsumes me No direction
much social i lay down my pride from the soul which comes from the inside I (am?) the one who is most high.......... let me ask you Cuz hows your life
My life has no direction. Always spinning round and round, and no matter how hard I try I can't seem to get my ass up off the ground. I have no money
new beginning Still looking for the answer I cannot find the finish It's either this or that way It's one way or the other It should be one direction
Morning found me in Port Aranas Sipping on rum In that warm Texas sun I've never been good at keeping direction And i believe schedules are one of life
