An illusion of bliss So I persist I don't wanna be a fallen angel Like a bottomless kiss An iIllusion of bliss Don't say I'm gone, gone Don't say I'm lost, lost You know, right now I miss someone that I love Or fell in love with

If you wanna roll with me Roll, you know I wanna roll, you know I wanna roll Roll, you know I gotta roll, you know I gotta roll Switch up your lingo I don't see no competition You didn't win the lottery So you better ask permission See you whistle out

Will you show me the piece of my heart I’ve been missing? So I’ll light up a cigarette I’ll drink it down ‘til there’s nothing left ‘Cause I sure can’t get no sleep And Lord knows there’s no relief You held my heart in your fingertips So now I drown in

If you don't know, don't know what you're missing now Dixie Highway to Detroit city Take off a Friday and do your hair up pretty Hard hillbilly, mow town row Song so good you drive just to listen Yeah, you don't know, hah! Car's made of soul and

Sunny days seem to hurt the most I wear the pain like a heavy coat It ain't fair you died too young Like a story that had just begun But death tore the pages all away God knows how I miss you All the hell that I've been through Just knowing no one could

Yeah yeah yeah Hold the fuck up We gonna take this little intermission to listen To what the fuck I got to say, you know I been doing this shit for years: Holding heat, selling Using, abusing all kinds of drugs; Robbing niggas, running up in niggas'

Play by the rules You're gonna miss all the fun He was a melon stealin' A do-it-anywayin' Playin' hooky from school A water tower poet class of '73 He'd say by God you better know it if you're runnin' with me

Play by the rules You're gonna miss all the fun He was a melon stealin' A do-it-anywayin' Playin' hooky from school A water tower poet class of '73 He'd say by God you better know it if you're runnin' with me

Hey, just now the club on hold and the broads on pause You get home, it's gonna be waitin' on y'all So dog, just know, for real I promise you ain't missin' nothin' homes On everything Hey, say pimp, This to everybody stretched out behind the wall,

Like a soul without a mind In a body without a heart I'm missing every part Really hurt me baby, really hurt me baby You're the book that I have opened And now I've got to know much more I know that I've been mad in love before And how it could be with