Lyrics:
tappin' on the glass
You're havin' trouble sleepin' it's late when you call
Crying like the stars are all gonna fall
Unless I come a runnin' babe
Once lived my life on the prairies
Not by choice
He told me we gon' get married, ha
I was high, I was low
Left behind kitchen doors
Got a woman
your troubles
I don't care where you've been
The only thing that matters now
Is where the night will end
Them bright big lights are shining on us
This is where I belong
This is not the dream that you had once believed
They have forced their hand and taken everything
The trouble with a mask is it
I'm hurting, but every one knows it hurts to say goodbye
It's just the one thing I've been having the most trouble with
Is when I try my best, you know
and handle bars
Going to the liquor store to steal a
Couple of candy bars,
Life was simple go to school get home
Make some trouble in the
Neighborhood all
a mexican, took X again
want sex again
Jot it down, it was told to me
by that boy, A.K.A. The P-O-E
[Hook] - 4X
[Verse Two]
Deep in ya brain, the nigga you
I want 'em real thick and juicy
So find that juicy double
Mix-a-Lot's in trouble
Beggin' for a piece of that bubble
So I'm lookin' at rock videos
Yeah, you made bail boy
You need to stay your ass up out of trouble
Don't let me catch you back up in here man
Smoking on all them reefers
I awoke, the ground was hard and barely broke
The air was filled with morning's smoke
The hours fly by so I work
There's bound to be wealth in
There ain't no schoolin' us
This time we get wise on the hustle
Stereotype, we all about trouble,
.45 with a scope on the muzzle
Takes a back seat
she talks about the golden rule don't be an ig'nant fool
You ain't helping yourself by solely helping yourself.
It ain't cute when you distract me
If you bring the clouds and the rain
And the whole world in flames
And you're bleeding
And someone comes looking for trouble
I will cover you.
In the morning by the sea
As the fog clears from the sand
I have no money in my hand
I have no home, I have no land
But it doesn't trouble me
A lonely mother gazing out of her window
Staring at a son that she just can't touch.
If at any time he's in a jam she'll be by his side,
But he
I see all the struggles, hidden beneath those lovely eyes
I know you were always running with trouble by your side
I will never question thing that
I have a little trouble trying to be myself
I feel inadequate next to everybody else
I didn't figure out I was in bad health
Without you
I only
You paint your body beautiful
All the colours of the sky
Blinded by bubblegum
I never asked you why
If this is heaven we'll be alright
If
They say I'm going to burn on fire
(Yo quiero vivir sin miedo)
I'm trying to stay out of trouble
(Yo quiero vivir sin miedo)
Walk away from
in-between the pauses, waiting for my time
is it right now or has it passed me by, I magnify
the situation through my glass eye and analyze it
what's real
shores
We both grew up by our sides but
We can feel the same trouble
'Cause we're just living parallel lives
We are drawing parallel paths
But parallel
gonna see what them racket boys can do
Now there's trouble busin' in from outta state
And the D.A. can't get no relief
Gonna be a rumble out
I had a chick I would tell you I loved you
Calling late at night and getting you in trouble
Then things fell through with your man like a part
Who's gonna be there
In the middle of the night for you?
Who's gonna be there
To halve those troubles?
Are you looking for a saviour
To save
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