Just wanna stay up all night with you Living up in the air Living don't get you there I'll keep it moving Don't wait for nothing now Gotta keep it moving If you don't really care If you got the time to take it up there When you get the rhythm and words

Baby tonight There's so much love in between us Stay here with me I won't tell a soul Oh darling I Know you're taken You say you gotta get home Something 'bout this Just don't feel right

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na Why did you listen to that man, that man's a balloon Won't you come here and stay with me Why don't you come here and stay with me Oh, you gotta get out and get back to me John, you gotta get out and get back to me I'm getting

One more hour and my life will be through, hold on, hold on I've just got to get a message to you, hold on, hold on The preacher talked to me and he smiled Said, "Come and walk with me, come and walk one more mile Now for once in your life you're alone

Gotta get my head together, my head together I been tryna keep my head together I've been hangin' by a thread With my feet over the edge Got my back against the wall Will this nightmare ever end? Will I break before I bend? If I slip and lose it all,

My taxicab's waiting Wish I could hold you one last time After all we had together There's gotta be a better way Of telling you goodbye If I had a horse I'd ride off in the sunset If I had wings, I'd fly off

You gotta get up in the morning take your heavy load And you gotta keep goin' down the long black road They used to tell me boy you ain't goin' nowhere With your cheap guitar and your big long hair You gotta realize all your responsibilities You gotta

Get up and fight I can't do this thing without you I'm lost in this without you We've gotta get up and fight I can't handle this without you Can't do it without you I see a change on the horizon Reasons to be frightened I am here to tell you

Fuck you Ice Cube It's the nigga you love to hate I heard payback's a motherfucking nigga That's why I'm sick of gettin' treated like a goddamn stepchild Fuck a punk cause I ain't him You gotta deal with the nine double m The damn scum that you all hate

We, got to get this paper dog anywhere it takes, Be,fore you see a nigga like myself break, even, if it means that we rollin' outta state! Gotta get it at a good rate, get bucks, come home with the weight up! Roll out, straight to the ATL Coming from the