Lyrics:
they dare touch a hair on your head
I'll fight to the last breath
For the good life is out there somewhere
So stay on my arm, you little charmer
But
life is? (Huh?)
My brain's dead weight, I'm tryna get my head straight
But I can't figure out which Spice Girl I want to impregnate (oh)
And Dr. Dre
To clear my head
To think about my life
With or without you
We fight it out
We work it out
Give me some ti-i-ime
To unwind
We fight it out
We
Cadillac grills, Cadillac mill's
Check out the oil my Cadillac spills
Matter of fact, candy paint Cadillacs kill
So check out the hoes my Cadillac
you would always be there
But then there came a day
And I turned my head and you slipped away
If I had only known
It was my last night by your
the Seven-Eleven store
Me and my partner Sonny built her straight out of scratch
And he rides with me from town to town
We only run for the money, got no strings
As life billows smoke inside my head
This little game
Where nothing is sure (oh)
Why would you play by the rules
Who did, you did, you
Who did,
Spent time feelin' inferior standing' in front of my mirror
Combed my hair in a thousand ways, but I came out lookin' just the same
Daddy said, son,
It went right by me
At the time it went over my head
I was looking out the window
I should have looked
At your face instead
It went right by
of this Molson
Here's what happened, it wasn't my intentions
To fall into seduction while playing a temptation
I thought I had it figured out, but games
it before
I seen it, I seen it before
My God-sister gettin' married by the lake
But I couldn't figure out who I want to take
Bad enough that I
dancing, I'm truly out of my head
But I ain't sleepy, baby, baby
You see the dance is my bed
Things are really getting wild
The kids are screaming for
Ah yeah
I looked out the window seen his bald head
Ran to the fridge and pulled out an egg
Scoped him with my scopes, he had no hair
Launched
Keep knocking
No one's there
Pouring down
Near be felt
I'm out here, by myself, all alone
Ready to blow my head off
I hurt so bad inside
I
Spent some time feelin' inferior
Standing in front of my mirror
Combed my hair in a thousand ways
But I came out looking just the same
Daddy
pretty baby
Move the way you're doin' now
Didn't take too long 'fore I found out
What people mean by down and out
Spent my money, took my car
And he moves fast
And says my name is steven
Guess I blew my chance
Since everyone is leaving
She stands up to go
Never says hello
But she never says
again
And the red pines will bow their heads
The rivers and the watersheds will swallow up my tears
All is well
I left the cold mid-western towns
of the radio by my bed
With Thomas Wolfe whispering in my head
When I was in school I ran with kid down the street
But I watched him burn himself up
Subway sounds, the sounds of complaint
The smell of acid on his gun of paint.
As it carves out anger in a blood-red band,
Destroyed tomorrow by
Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang
Bombs over Baghdad (yeah, yeah)
Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something
Bombs over Baghdad
Yeah when I came to you were standing by the foot of the bed
I was still hung over, and my eyes were bloodshot and red
Did you think that things
haunted by your worst mistakes
Watch me sinking underneath the waves
I don't want to drink about it
(Stare it down)
Driving out at 3 am (No way out)
Blood
Well, hello, Mr soul
I dropped by, to pick up a reason
For a thought that I caught
That my head was the event of the season
I am proud just a trace
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