You're a drop in the rain Just a number not a name And you don't see it You don't believe it At the end of the day You're a needle in the hay You signed and sealed it

I'm iced out, this Rollie cost me nothin' 420 up in London Me and Murda, we up to somethin' I fuck your bitch, now she thinkin' I'm her husband Murda, Murda, Murda shit I'm a problem, called her a "bust man" I was on the hound and almost copped me a Fort

If all the young men Oh Sally, my dear It's you I'd be kissing She smiled and replied, "You don't know what you're missing" Were hares on the mountain How many young girls would take guns and go hunting? Were fish in the water How many young girls would

With my lightnin' bolts a glowin' Somethin' filled up My heart with nothin' Someone told me not to cry Now that I'm older My heart's colder And I can see that it's a lie Children wake up Hold your mistake up

They taped over your mouth Scribbled out the truth with their lies Your little spies Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone Just the one two of us is counting on That never happens, I guess I'm dreaming again Crush, crush, crush, crush, crush (one,

Lay awake at night, Oh so low, just so troubled. Can't get a job, Laid off and I'm having double trouble. Hey hey, to make you've got to try. Baby, that's no lie. Some of this generation is millionaires, I can't even keep decent clothes to wear.

Sarah smiles like Sarah doesn't care, Are you saving me? You fooled me once with your eyes, now, honey, You fooled me twice with your lies, and I say, She lives in her world, so unaware. Does she know that my destiny lies with her?

Caught in the moment, tangled up in your sheets My imagination's too creative Falling, falling, needed something to believe in, oh But it was all in my head It was all in my head (Skrrt, skrrt) Yeah, look at you, boy, I invented you Your Gucci tennis

I drive away from your house, chasin' butterflies out Girl, I don't know how you do it Roll the radio down, say "I love you" out loud Man, I think I'm 'bout to lose it Ain't my thing to jump the gun, But I called my dad and said "She's the one" Said

Hitchin' a ride (don't know where to go) One, two, three, four There's a drought at the fountain of youth My tongue is swelling up Troubled times You know I cannot lie I'm off the wagon and I'm hitchin' a ride Hey mister, where you headed? Are you in a