in denial, but these lessons are vital When marinating in the slums, you gotta practice survival Now everybody wants to be next American idol But these are more than
t havin' it Obsessed with He-man, so young and so adamant More concerned with Castle Gray Skull than baseball Then I learned if I worked a little, I could have it all All my friends
open up we gone puff dat coconuts ciroc where Puff at? Never fall in love dont cuff dat while y'all foreplay I punt that 4 downs more rounds more vodka more brown more broads more loud more
ashy to nasty to classy, and still Nigga still gotta get his grind on Come get introduced to my home, I grew up in the crime zone Soon as you grown,
Cause what we spit You know that we live it We grow cause we vivid You's a fair weather fan Your predictions will never stand Like you know something better than
see trouble right in front your home Far as the kid's concerned, let him live and learn And let him grow to be older than us Teach him more than gangbangin
can do damage to my backbone Leave your child in the yard until it's full grown I'ma put it like this, my man Without us your hand would be your best friend
?re all cheering the end of another day It?s Friday night, everyone?s asleep and now we?re walking home Our shadows grow underneath the streetlights 'til they?re over grown
do you think about the behaviour of austrian and germans during the second world war? Don't you think that they're a little bit more responsible than
home is really where the heart is then wer're the smartest kids I know because wherever we are in this great big world we'll never be more than a
is the worst thing you could ever give him i bet he'd like flowers, balloons, and a card "unconditionally yours, all my love, from your mom" much more than
us soundly, casting spells And such to turn us into donkeys So THEY WENT THE SUMMNER YEARS EACH ONE MORE FLEETING THAN THE LAST ONE RUSHING DOWN
gotta friend who spends his life Stabbing my picture with a bowie-knife Dreams of strangling me with a scarf When my name comes up, he pretends to barf I've got a million friends
friend who spends his life Stabbing my picture with a bowie-knife Dreams of strangling me with a scarf When my name comes up he pretends to barf I've got a million friends
best friend if she wants me And far away somebody read the letter He condescends to read the words I wrote about him And if he smiles, it's no more than
shows Cancel all operations, tell your friends to move out to the sticks Listen lady, leave the boy home Cancel all operations, tell your friends there's more to you than
tear your walls out 'Cause he just came home and he need pussy to fall out I get it crump ask the fellow players Kiss hit more hoes than they list in
I feel at home in the country And it makes me feel like I'm happy And my hands touch the sky And I feel more alive than I've ever known Oh yeah But