I got a love that's better than you ever was You've never been no good for me I guess I was just way too hood for you to be with Yo Jin, we good wit this one, yeah Good lookin' Kanye, whoo You see, we're the next generation in this rap game So it's only

Dog, I shouldn't have left, They wouldn't have tried this shit if I was wit ya Maybe we would have picked another time Or chose another way Or maybe my prayers would have convinced him to choose another soul Shit, its just me and my mentoni now Man you

In the beginning Good always overpowered the evils Of all man's sins... But in time The nations grew weak And our cities fell to slums While evil stood strong In the dusts of hell Lurked the blackest of hates For he whom they feared

No, we're not gonna work this out tonight (We won't work this out) No, we're not gonna make this right So I'll give a kiss and say goodbye (Give a kiss goodbye) Cause we're not gonna work this out, tonight Well, here we are again Throwing punchlines, no

I can't resist you, what good is there in trying? What good is there denying you're all that I desire? Since first I kissed you my heart was yours completely If I'm a slave, then it's a slave I want to be Don't pity me, don't pity me Give me your lips,

And we ain't seen nothing yet Good times and bad Seen them both Hope fly out the window Fortune walk through the door Learned not to believe This is as good as it gets Because we ain't seen nothing yet Hands untied

Oh, where oh where can my baby be? The Lord took her away from me She's gone to heaven, so I got to be good So I can see my baby when I leave this world. We were out on a date in my daddy's car We hadn't driven very far There in the road, up straight

We in the nuclear season We survived nuclear seasons (Good times, dark nights) In the shelter I survived the storm Summer lovin' in the backseat, gone Falling through the clouds We survived nuclear seasons Let my car run out Cars burn out I wont scream

So long, I hate to see you go So I save my tears for later on down the road How come I keep I holding on Knowing you won’t be coming home As her car pulls out the driveway And she don’t wave goodbye Her last words echo in my mind Listen honey, I gotta

Don't cry, little Robin-Marie Goodbye, little Robin-Marie Don't try following me 'Cause you know I'm coming home soon My ships' leaving on a three-year tour The next tide will take us from shore Windlaced, gather in sail and spray On a search for the