And experience robs me of hope Without thinking of them I said there's two kinds of men in this world and you're neither of them And his fist Cut the smoke I had an eighth of a second to wonder if he got the joke And in the car

Yeah, I know it's a good life But I gotta keep moving Fall asleep in a comfort of nest The room is yellow and the windows are deadest white I smell the ghost of your dinner And the space heat is going like a miniature gate to hell I hear the dogs as I

Any old way you choose it; It's got a back beat, you can't lose it, Any old time you use it It's gotta be rock and roll music, If you want to dance with me, If you want to dance with me Rock and roll music That's why I go for that Just let me hear some

We've had our problems but I'm on your side And I want you back You know, you can run, and you can hide We had a life, we had a love But you don't know what you've got 'til you lose it Well that was then and this is now How many times do I have to say

My word is bond My word my word My word is bond, my word is bond My word my word, my word my word And that's what it is If I told you I was back Nigga that's what it is I run the left side of the map My homie got that pack

Lived with you, If I ain't got you There's a light A certain kind of light That never shone on me I want my life to be There's a way, everybody say To do each and every little thing But what good does it bring, if I ain't got you

French inhale, I like the way you french inhale Do it again You don’t gotta sell it, 'cause its already sold And you don’t gotta roll one 'cause its already rolled Check out my technique, just weed let it fold Shit I’ve been smokin’ since I was 14 years

Rock of ages, rock of ages Long live rock 'n' roll What do you want, what do you want? Still rollin', keep a-rollin' Still rollin', rock'n'rollin' We got the power, got the glory Just say you need it and if you need it

And have a big time tonight A bunch of down home boys and some blue jean girls Kicking up the dirt and shooting out the lights Life can be an ol' briar patch Gotta dance your way through it sometimes So we're gonna drink a little beer, play a little

Whatchu want, ho, I got whatchu want, ho I'm thinking to myself you ain't gang, nigga, fuck you Feel like 2Pac, Thug Life, nigga, fuck you If he had the password to your phone he wouldn't have cuffed you Dog ass bitch, I knew I never should've trusted