Lyrics:
you know I need your help
And I'm real, real gone
Some people say
You can make it on your own
Oh you can make it if you try
I know better now
You can't
the other, but the real thing's alone and it is no man's brother
Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)
No one knows no nose is good news and senseless extend
Morrison, all of them ended by Hollywood
Thank God for Hollywood
Hollywood
You sure you want this, baby?
Hollywood, it's the most addictive drug in
attention
So I'ma say somethin' that's vital and critical for survival
Of mankind, if he lyin', color should never rival
Beauty is what you make it, I used
There's only one bitch
The real one
Britney
(Mustard on that beat)
Look in the mirror
Who do I see?
Who do I wanna be today?
If you came for
Help me, I can't put it away
And you can't make me so I disobey
Help me, this thing is feeding
Hopeless and fucking beaten
I tried all along
How can one become so bounded
By choices that somebody else makes?
How come we've both become a version
Of a person we don't even like?
We're
[Originally by Pinhead Gunpowder]
[Billie Joe Armstrong solo version]
Yeah we say making changes starts in the little things you do
Revolution
and deadly and bitter to taste
I'm a world of power and all know it's true
Use me once and you'll know it, too
I can make a mere schoolboy forget his
gathered in my loose ends switched off the light.
and down there in the dark I can see the real truth about me.
as clear as day, lord if I make it through
and nappy
Come and get it, make it snappy
Chorus:
Cruisin', laid back, drop top, next fling
Head noddin' to the bomb, what's goin' on
Say ooh, I tell you
and hearts
I'll bring someone to life, is what I wanna do
I wanna create my own version of you
Well, it must be the winter of my discontent
I wish
Let's go to war
To make peace
Let's be cold
To create heat
I hope in darkness
We can see
And you're not blinded by the light from me
[Chorus x2:]
I'm
and deadly and bitter to taste
I'm a world of power and all know it's true
Use me once and you'll know it, too
I can make a mere schoolboy forget his
kid, twist ya like bolo
You fucking idiot, playing with my Clan but you be fearin' it
Fake one, I'm guaranteed to make you take one
Please, y'all
you're gonna tell a story about people's worries
Watch what you tell 'em 'cause they don't bring you glory
It only brings agony, ask James Cagney
He
don't play by the rules makin' no sense today
Gotcha on line so you think it's okay
Better built cell block, mos def say
That's where you gonna stay,
It's at least 100 degrees, sweating like a fool
Aight, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Young Juice, ayy, ayy, okay, okay
By any means I gotta get it
You can
together cheddar and make it legit
Who gon' wanna live a day in this shit when it's people dyin' every day in this bitch?
Now I see what you was sayin',
it up
If I can't enter in with my Chucks
I don't need to be going
If you can't make a thousand bucks, you don't need to be ho'ing
I'm showing the real
right away,
you will be thrilled, because the other seat is filled
by a long-standing friend of yours.
Action!
Well, here we are face to face once
nod
I want you dead by tonight, that's a real deadline
Zero fucks given
I make her come to the condo butt naked
Cause bitch ain't no stealin'
She still
with her
Pull
To make you believe you're not alone
When we are
Connected by our alone
Don't trade that beauty for her
Beauty to make you believe
makes you feel alright when everything goes wrong
One that makes you move your feet and makes you sing along
You need a 'Real Good Feel Good Song'
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