Lyrics:
that I've felt it again
You'll be roaming through my every dream just like you did before
And I can't help but miss you all day long
I can't believe it
on my champagne independence day
I ain't really want yo number yo friend look better anyway
Throwing money in the air like I don't really care
Yeah
care what you say
We never played by the same rules anyway
I won't be there anymore
Get out of my way
Let me by
I got better things to do with
and plain
I wish I loved you anyway
Him with his boyish eyes
You with a vacant smile
If only people ever changed
But I'm quite set in my ways
And you're
of business (it's all mine)
Taking care of business and working overtime
Mercy
Whoo
All right
Take good care of my business
When I'm away, every day
of business (it's all mine)
Takin' care of business and working overtime
Mercy
Whoo
Alright, ow
Take good care of my business
When I'm away, every day
day by day, I said thats day by day
I couldn't care less bout the clout, couldn't care less bout the fame
Just trynna make mum proud, trynna make up for
365 contacts, new number every day
Get the fuck out of my place (you can EXIT!)
Get the fuck out of my face (you can EXIT!)
Get the fuck out of my
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
I can't believe that every day and every night (Bounce)
It's getting better with you out of my life (Bounce)
It's
Clear and gentle stream!
Known and loved so long,
That hast heard the song
And the idle dream
Of my boyish day
While I once again
Down thy margin
I wanna tell you everything, piece by piece
won't you come up closer
I want to, hear you breathe
I'm walking down the street
I'm lost at sea
but out
the city streets a wondrous chorus
Singing all these poses now no longer boyish
Made me a man ah but who cares what that is
And you said "watch my head
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Million Pieces (Kissin' Your Cares Goodbye)
They all
lies there
One day his mother said
When Pierre climbed out of bed
Good morning, darling boy, you are my only joy
Pierre said I don't care!
What
Ima do me I don’t care what it is
Ima get by I don’t care what it is
(Yea)
Ima get fly I don’t care what it is
(I don’t care what it is)
Ima get
and by
Days go by and by
Days go by
Some days my head is on backwards
Some days I can't think straight
And my thoughts, they spin faster and faster, most
of business (it's all mine)
Taking care of business and working overtime
Mercy
Whoo
All right
Take good care of my business
When I'm away, every day
(No matter how hard I try, look to the sky, and I ask God why)
Nobody don't care
(Seems like my dreams, drowned in by screams, no answer to my
(No matter how hard I try, look to the sky, and I ask God why)
Nobody don't care
(Seems like my dreams, drowned in by screams, no answer to my
pay
And my wine (?) and my shrimps sauteed
And I'm chillin' in LA with (?) for the day
Ain't that a bitch?
Foot up on the dash, ain't no brakes in
Though everybody dies
Some days, I'm in the crowd all by myself
Bunch of niggas around I'm still by myself
These days it's hard to tell
Who really cares
going to care less
Day by day
Day by day
Day by day
Day by day
Day by day
Keep going as if nothing happened
Ignore me and your mouth keep yapping
Don't
What did you care?
etc. etc.
*
Anything and everything can be so easily institutionalised,
A poor parody of itself. Itself contained by itself.
still at the back of the line
And I'll keep going while I'm on my grind
So
Hey
Not a care
Living life like a dare
Playing plays
Day by day
Understanding
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