You know what i’m saying You have 4 new voice messages New message What’s up this is clou I know that Formula Vol. 2 is done man I know its fire I need my advanced copy man Hit me back, aite

I wish it didn't have to be so bad But I'd play with fire to break the ice And I'd play with a nuclear device Is it something I'll regret? Why do I want what I can't get? Let's take the boat out on the bay Forget your job for just one day It might be

They want that paper out here Enough to come and take what's on your plate out here Enough to have somebody take your place out here Fuckin' around without your strap sound like a bad idea It ain't safe to leave the house Fuck around 'round here These

In the hearts of men In the arms of mothers In the parts we play to convince others We know what we're doing We're doing it right May have written books on the subject But then you may still be surprised By your tone over the phone To your sister while

He's in love with rock'n'roll, woah He's in love with gettin' stoned, woah He's in love with Janie Jones, woah He don't like his boring job, no And he knows what he like to do He knows he's gonna have fun with you You lucky lady And he knows when the

Nigga this is what that jungle do That jungle made me go harder That jungle turned me to a monster You been plottin' nigga, wasn't you? I should have never even fucked with you Yeah I started in the back, had to skip the line though I'mma keep that shit

It's so easy gettin' through these times So easy your love and mine If you need a woman in bed with you Tell her in front what you can do It's easy, easy as pie Don't have to be a ? You don't have to lie If you play the guitar it won't be long You'd be

Even on sunny days, sunny days Paris don't compare to your smile What I have when I'm there with you Know-it-all's around me Telling me what I need They don't know enough about me I know you're probably worried So girl I try to hurry Right back to your

We used to be friends What have I become to you I don't understand Turn it backwards For me to hurt When everything else is fading We used to be inner circle Take my good word Turn your back on me

And I'm staring down the barrel of a 45 Swimming through the ashes of another life No real reason to accept the way things have changed Staring down the barrel of a 45 What ever happened to the young man's heart? Swallowed by pain, as he slowly fell