West coast shit My nigga-ish ways attract girls that used to turn they back Causing me to yank they arm and pose like I would do them harm Now I'm saying thank you cause they tell me My shit's the bomb For my niggas drinking Cognac Smoking weed, always

Haja o que houver Há sempre um homem, para uma mulher E há de sempre haver para esquecer Um falso amor e uma vontade de morrer Seja como for há de vencer o grande amor Que há de ser no coração Como um perdão Pra quem chorou

I guess its just another I talk to you every now and then I never felt so alone again Just you wait and see (just you wait and see) As school life is a It is a woken dream Aren't you feeling alone? I stop to think at a wishing well My thoughts send me on

All my love's in vain When the train, it left the station, with two lights on behind I followed her to the station, with a suitcase in my hand And I followed her to the station, with a suitcase in my hand Well, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell, when

Ooo yea yea I take one hit of your love now we getting throwed Getting old Getting throwed Yea yea yea I can show you something My loving never ends You take one hit of my love now you getting throwed

But maybe that's okay Some people search the whole world over Just to find a love, that's even half as true Ooo ooo, ooo ooo, ooo ooo Well maybe I'm just lucky As the love I've found in you I've found in you Well I bet my buddies are out on the town

​Planets collide ​Mother of all, your time is coming ​You will be forgotten like the others lost in time One with eternity When planets collide Planets collide Godless, meteoric war ​Anger, our existence nevermore ​You awoke the giants who were dormant

To turn you away Knowing full an' well you wont stay When your headlights cut across my wall Yeah, I thought it might be you Looking for a place to fall Talking sweet and thinking small Seeking out convenient arms Yeah, and resting for a while

Gonna grab the yellow pages To dress me up and make me look like someone else instead It's time for my rehearsal, the ultimate reversal You see, I've got a plan I'm coming back as a man Find a Davinci of the threads I live on the edge And something has

'Til I see you again That's the only way to go Fightin' the good fight Til the good Lord calls you home This is our last goodbye So be well my friend Preacher said he died too young Over there totin' that gun For Uncle Sam and our freedom