I'm just a regular guy I don't know why all the fuss about me (Fuss about me) Nobody ever gave a fuck before All they did was doubt me (Did was doubt me) Now everybody wanna run their mouth And try to take shots at me (Take shots at me) ‘Cause I'm just

Oh oh oh oh 'Cause everybody's got something Something they can't hide Let it out into the open Right here, right now Please tell me that it's alright, alright, alright I wanna know In your mind then you realize you're on your own I know the feelings

Is this a mirror of myself, Am I somebody else, I don't wanna be...everybody! Everybody sticks and everybody loose, Everybody run, everybody knows, Everybody pull the gun, everybody rolls, Everybody skip, everybody choose, Everybodys favours, everybody

Everybody, everybody, getcha roll on And now they wanna get it in on the balcony Getcha roll on, getcha roll on I know you waitin' on me, baby, can you hold on? Just make sure when I get there, you ain't got clothes on 'Cause you gon' ride that dick to a

Wasted on each other We can try to stop this bruising, we can be like novacaine There's a high we keep on choosing, we don't wanna change it Everybody calls us foolish, they don't know how foolish tastes Every time we try to fight it, we just end up

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothing comes out when they move their lips Just a bunch of gibberish And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre Y'all know me, still the same O.G. but I been low-key Hated on by most

Oh oh oh oh 'Cause everybody's got something Something they can't hide Let it out into the open Right here, right now Please tell me that it's alright, alright, alright I wanna know In your mind then you realize you're on your own I know the feelings

Who's that boy? Now I don't know who you are But you look like a star And everybody here be thinkin' Wanna take you home And get you all alone And everybody here is thinkin' Oh he got me No, I've never seen,

You've got to be there to know it What everybody wanna see It's the place to be (To live and die in LA) to live and die in L.A. It's the place to be (Let my angel sing) To live and die in L.A. What everybody wanna see yeah “Street Science, you’re on the

Why I sing the blues And everybody wanna know Why I'm singing the blues I've been around a long time Well, I've been around a long time Everybody wanna know I say I've been around a long time I've really, really paid my dues Everybody wants to know