Ridin' 95 down the highway, sideways, runnin' from ol' John Law Thunder in the hood, heaven from a still, lightning in a jar Brother I'm hell on wheels Got the booze in the boot, move it over Bo Duke make room for a real outlaw Duct tape on that license

This is not for you Restless soul, enjoy your youth Like Muhammad hits the truth Can't escape from the common rule If you hate something, don't you do it, too Small my table, sits just two Got so crowded, I can't make room Oh, where did they come from?

There is a train that's heading straight To heaven's gate, to heaven's gate And woman wait, watch and wait For redemption day I've wept for those who suffer long But how I weep for those who've gone Into rooms of grief and questioned wrong But keep on

Ah ah ah ah ah In the arms of cobwebs It's a one room city, yeah His value declined Rock me now Roll me out When he offered his name The town where she was born Like town where I was born

Does it hurt Every time you walk in a room Does it feel like work Keepin' them country boys off of you Tell me, tell me Are you tired of runnin' Through my mind's Poor boy neighborhood All, tell me does it hurt

And I don't know about tomorrow And the memory of a day like today Can get you through the rest of your life Bring on tomorrow (I've got today) When I am sitting in traffic some afternoon Or bored to death in some waiting room I am gonna close my eyes

Green Lamborghini, paper tags (skrt) Ridin' through the city, thirty mags (brrt, bow) Niggas snitchin', they the police with no badge (woo, woo, woo) So when I blew up I put her in a pad (mansion) I like to throw up when I think about the crash (ugh,

While riding on a train goin' west I fell asleep for to take my rest I dreamed a dream that made me sad Concerning myself and the first few friends I had With half-damp eyes I stared to the room Where my friends and I'd spent many an afternoon Where we

And we can run, from the backdrop of these gears and scalpels At every hour goes the tick-tock bang of monitors as They stared us down when we met in the emergency room And in our beds, I could hear you breathe with help from cold machines Every hour, on

The smiles as she walked in the room Have all turned into frowns am I too quick to assume That the love is no longer in bloom? The tantrums and the tears play a very different tune To what they did before, her heads red raw And the ending doesn't sound