out 'Cause I'm back on my grind Money back on my mind, no no Ye and killa Cam , the world is mine Yo, aiyyo you dealing with some sure shit My bitches
Mindy Treat me nice and kind Don't do what you're doing 'Cos Louise is on my mind Oh, Louise Why don't you, why don't you hurry home? You know I ain'
packed away You know that I still want to play So just make sure you got it all set to go Before you come for my piano But the band's on the bus And
right. You're find- You're a sentient- You have existence. That's like ??? if you have no control over it you find yourself like anybody being on the
, we here, man Gemini, you know how we do, FNF Affirmative, no further furnishin' is needed I believe we are completed, dig? We all in agreement on the
good workin with my hands My generation never understood workin for the man And, of bein broke I ain't a fan Now I stand in the same spot, as my old man My
hell you damnin? about? I?m your homie so just say what?s on your mind Man, I didn?t know that you were talkin? ?bout her So man, you tellin? me you
gonna stay That's what my mind keeps thinking but I know that won't change And I'll just keep on singing away How about that Toronto to Houston to Chicago
you broke like brick in Berlin Now should I slit my wrists, go for it all or call it quits Picture me taking my life, leaving my wife and my daughter
let you know its over And grab you with a crowbar and snap you in a coma Drug you with my music son, you'll never sober While your chicks on my Boeing
m on the microphone you listen You're missing the point, kid spark the joint It's the way that you live, when you're a lucky boy This recipe yeah you
so bring it on I'd like to dedicate this song to you For makin' my dreams come true for the millinum Are you ready? Then get the fuck up Where you at
down, if yo spinnin rims spin counter clockwise, you are not pimpin, if you are dancin on the dancefloor and you look to yo left and yo right and you
mind And my dream is sleepin' Right in the arms of those Golden Town (Talking about boys) Talking about, South Bay Cities Only place I call my home You
stack then let it be started And at your funeral, I want to here em say dearly departed Because I got it on my mind and on my mind I got's it When I
my solar system check the gauges, push in the tape, put my foot on the brake shift existence, light my cigarette and take it state to state until I crash into my
some mace Like "Yo, you kids can't fight in front of my place" So they pull'em apart, they both red in the face Like "I'll get you in another time, another
used to the shade And never lose sight bringing truth back to the game Back home, we've got a lot of shit on our minds We're always behind on something