away from me? Don't you let go ? It makes you sad, I know. We could've lived inside my 80's dream. Before I go you should know that I'll always
system at least twice a day I'm strictly plug-and-play, I ain't afraid of Y2K I'm down with Bill Gates, I call him "Money" for short I phone him up at
useless A ha ha, and right now I'm on my new shh, I'm not on you shh, a no no (Chorus) I cant take no more, no means no, I'm out the door, no~ No no
ever since When I once featured beside you with a one-sentence line I ordered two double whiskey sodas As I needed all the courage to go and wake her
I'm livin', what I'm sayin' on the block all day Before I wasn't sure but now I know it's the way Like, if I get caught I'ma pay illegal life, livin
sound? I'm a slacker, I'm a slacker, yeah I'm a slacker, I'm a slacker, yeah I'm a slacker, I'm a slacker, yeah I'm a slacker, I'm a slacker
tripping over my tongue And I cant say what I mean But I mean it when I say I wanna tell Everybody, everybody That you're so much more Than theyve ever even seen before And I
ever play the blues He looked to be sixty, and maybe I was ten Mama used to whip me but I'd go see him again I'd clap my hands, stomp my feets, try
to get your attention So this is it what else can I do To show you how I feel I could be drowning right in front of your eyes And you'd never know I'd
to quite adjust, and all along they knew this Carousel would someday stop and throw us off in anger I guess I didn't think I'd ever see this sitcom dramedy
God. I tell you, I know everybody's in the same mess. I'm telling you. We all are. I know that, you know, and I'm just, you know, I'll be the first
little kids grow up imitating Cowboys shoot Indians before puberty Don't get me to the battle on time 'Cause I'd be useless in the front line And don
many liquid rhythms They'd fill a swimming pool Beamed from the highest mountain Nowhere left for you to go They'll take you even higher Then you've ever been before
the truth Because I?m trapped in this cement husk Gotta let me go, you just got to let me go Because I paid with own touch now I brought a little cut
I do what I do for the sake of symmetry, I'd rather conjure spirits than imagery, I'm a fruitcake to the done mc, I'm the I'd rather have fun mc,
than a man a poverty stricken thief with grief At night you speak to Satan before you go to sleep Worshipping the flesh like poor pagan priests Your future's oblique I
am I? I'm the best to ever spit I got that, "Hot Shit" like I'm Nelly and the Tics I pop a hot block dodge the cops and the dics Cause they want me gone
bliss is all you will get from me. Do what I say, what I say is law. Learn what I teach, what I teach will make you strong. Do what's been done before
