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[ Charlie Wilson ]
You have no idea 
[ Roger Troutman ]
(You have no idea)
[ Charlie Wilson ]
what I'm goin through
[ Yolanda Harris/Shirley
Giving up everything

my hungry ghost of hopefulness

Giving up everything

not haunted by wanting this

Giving up everything

the fortune I
[Adam Sandler]:
And now the excited Southerner gets pulled over by a cop.

Do you realize how fast you were going sir?

{Excited Southerner]:
Gee'd up to the feet up

Not only that but 
Make it spectacular
Put on my black cape
And look like blackula
Smack ya up with the shit that I
we stay on point like Stacey Adams (Dogghouse!)
I'm bumpin' parliament and then Yolanda Adams
I'm just dippin' that's all, I'm just dippin'
Oh, listen to my story, I'll tell you no lies,
How John Lewis did murder poor little Omie Wise.
He told her to meet him at Adams's Springs.
open up for me

So brick by brick
I am breaking through these walls
Oh between you and me
I'm not giving up
I'm not giving giving up

I guess
Oh, listen to my story, I'll tell you no lies,
How John Lewis did murder poor little Omie Wise. 
He told her to meet him at Adams's Springs.
you know the routine
Not only did he walk away with the HIV
Her man's jealous, jooked him rediculously


Yolanda's always got a scream

Hope is with me in my time of trouble
When it all comes crashing down she will stay
By my side digging through the rubble
She's not giving up, not
Adams, dear Mr. Adams
I've been presented with a new son by the noble stork
So I am going to celebrate and pop the cork
With all the Livingstons
and paroled for thirty talents
Court reporter catch the surface on the paper
File it in the system not acknowledged by the Maker
Swearing by the bible
the voice of this. And that's not good. 
(Jimmy Fallon with British accent) 
Thank you. Last but not least, uh, Mr. Adam Sandler. 
(Jimmy Fallon as Adam
Make plans with your crime family
Get money money, take money money
Get money money, take money money

By age 19 Tyheim is turned out
He ain't talkin'
From the grave of the innocent Adam
Comes a song bringing joy to the sad
Oh, your cry has been heard and the ransom
Has been paid up in full, be ye glad
ADAM: I am a simple goat.
I live on the back of a pick-up truck.
The Old Man tied me here with a 3 ft. rope.
Am I happy?
He don't give a fuck.
But chalk it up to living
If you can take what this life is giving
That's a very good sign, yeah

Baby, I know you been beat
You've had too much bitter
sit down with black and laugh again 

So judge not least ye might be judged 

By the judgement ye judge, ye shall be judged 

Matthew seven, first
Adam lives in theory
Trying to turn stone into bread
Masquerading like he got it figured out 
Cut off from the sunshine, only smart in his own
can't stay
With you by my side
Cause you're not giving enough

Never enough, never enough
You're not giving me love
Giving me love, giving
And all the days that I'm alive
I strive to understand, not to be understood

Dogged up by the rain
And at your door again seeking anything
I'm a roust
make my mind up by deciding not to care

Stop giving me choices
Stop giving me choices

I'm the victim, of this day and age
I've forgotten how to feel
trynna see Mark Cons
Tryna ollie the curb
If you're looking for some rocks then you can probably get served
Not by me, the homies up in the park
I thought
help me more
(The queen who closed the door)
By not giving in
(The family that lies)
You know you'd help me more
(People who turn) 
By not giving
I stood in this sun sheltered place
'Til I could see the face behind the face
All that had gone before had left no trace

Down by the railway