Lyrics:
Hey, it might never be the same
We might never live those days gone by
But we can try
Good morning
Let's kick the babies out of bed
How
a dream, we livin', stop trippin'
You know what it is, you know what it isn't
She just so bad, make you take a second look
I fly out for a week, she
are falling in love again
It'll be just like starting over (over)
Starting over (over)
Everyday we used to make it love
Why can't we be making
Here You are
So we lift up our voices
We open our hands
To cling to the love
That we can't comprehend
Oh, lift up your voices
And lift up your
Feels so good
Feels so good
Feels so good
Yes yes yes
It's a test test test
Now Rule is the town
Where we rest rest rest
If you were
Doctor, you ain't got a clue
For whatever's making this world blue
You can't get forgiveness at the store
And peace, it's a politician's war
You
Todd, a big fan"
I wiped, crumbled it up in a wad and threw it back and
Told him, "Todd, you're the shi-" when's all of this crap end?
Can't pump my
so much we probably numb to it by now
After all, it's the American way right?
Home of the brave and free (It's America)
Free just to murder me
hope it never slow up
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here (yeah)
Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up
to rock, YOU!
We're the kings of swing
And we're chosen to rule
The deans of clean inside the cool school
We're the chiefs of relief
Contained by wild
(Heaven and nature, Heaven and nature sing)
Heaven and nature, we'll be singing, oh
Joy can be hard to come by
So, let's make this Christmas one
asking for
Is a chance to let me love you
Can't you see?
Girl, you know this is where you should be
And if by chance we should find
That it can be for
make a fool of you and it's all right
Baby, it's all right
We're on a road to nowhere (hey)
We're on a road to nowhere (ha)
We're on a road
And some PVC
And then I'll film it all up on my JVC
Scene one
Everybody get in your positions
Pay attention, and listen
We're tryna get this all in
rock the Casbah
The Shareef don't like it
Rockin' the Casbah, rock the Casbah
By order of the prophet
We'll ban that boogie sound
Degenerate
wizard
There has got to be a twist
A pinball wizard's
Got such a supple wrist
How do you think he does it? I don't know
What makes him so good?
[Chorus:]
Let me know, what I got to do
Make it so, I can get it through to you
Blow by blow accounts in black and blue
Make it so, let it go,
drive em
Home theaters, can't Best Buy 'em
These niggas that I roll with
Don't let a single thing get by 'em
King pins and them drug lords
Chi-town,
much we probably numb to it by now
After all, it's the American way right?
Home of the brave and free (It's America)
Free just to murder me (land
to do!
Big boy grown, can't leave the streets alone
Wanna be a king, but you're too young for the throne
Why you riding in the car that you can't afford?
She make me feel so good
Better than I would by myself
Or if was with somebody else
You don't understand she make the
People say yeah yeah
I can put
to drop this to make it clear
That I got it locked like Jamaican hair
All theses choppers poppin', niggas wildin', violence
Why we even gotta take it
let's eye them, pass right by them
Looking down our noses as they do
Let us go to it, they do it
Why can't we do it too?
Let's go slumming, crumb
another day go by
Why is it always this way?
Time never seems to really fly
And time is never really on my side
And I can't stay alone tonight
Things have
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