love somebody. Yeah, love somebody. I gotta love somebody. Somebody got to love me. Play your guitar . You need money, Go to the bank, dear. If you need honey, Go
you can control what you can't control I'm here now but soon I won't be there. Though you're sinking further down I'm not ready to let go but as the
and blister you won't know, won't know you won't know, won't know and you go on a lifetime and you go on a lifetime you won't know for a lifetime you
t-backs With fantasies of me hittin tight cracks While Tommy laughs [a kid] Keith, Keith Korg, Keith Korg (alright man go ahead) [a kid] Can I rap? (go
I don't dine out a lot I don't spend time out in general pop And if I wasn't all alone at the spot I'd probably order it to go in a styrofoam box She
you going to do it dont bullshit bring it all to the door And when your opportunity come's be ready to go [Chorus] [Verse 3:] I can't worry 'bout what
that war outside And I still roll with bulletproof doors on my ride They call me PD, holy like Koran Rockin Sean John, poppin Sean Don Fucking ghetto Don
page Same ol' rat race Life in the same ol' cage. I don't want nothing from anyone, ain't that much to take Wouldn't know the difference between a real
m gon' do it anywat Line outside but I don't wait Roll through the door but I don't pay Lettin' go man I just can't wait No more further delay Time to
sure (for sure) Is about up and walk out that Door Said, She won't play Number 2 anymore Seems like the waters won't dry And I don't know why... [Chorus
to me Don't care about your saddness Don't want to make your life my own Heart of stone within me The first to pull you down Don't you come come come
I don't really need to look very much further I don't want to have to go where you don't follow I won't hold it back again, this passion inside Can't
mission without further discussion Dual personality, half me ? Doc Jekyll when I burn your paragraph down to a haiku So Tootsie Roll motherfuck back to your seat cause I don't
just passed them by, yeah I don't impress that easily, no no But girl you stand out in the crowd, I don't know why I can't miss you no girl Baby cause
that arena, It's become a part of us even if we don't understand it. * In attempts to moderate they ask why we don't write love songs. What is it that
, squabing, buckin' I'll squeeze the piece you jumping, dodging, duckin' Squat under trucks and screaming "that *****'s bluffin'" I cuff my nuts while cussing "don't