Back in the day Things done changed on this side Remember they used to thump but now they blast, right Remember back in the days when niggas had waves Cazal shades and corn braids Pitching pennies, honeys had the high-top jellies Shooting skelly,

I can't break through your world 'Cause you live in shades of cool Your heart is unbreakable And when he calls He calls for me, not for you And I can't do nothing about his strange weather My baby lives in shades of blue Blue eyes and jazz and attitude

A relapse of my body Sends my mind into multiple seizures Psychologically a new human being One that has never been Cursed by the shamen his voodoo spell has my soul I can't control my own thought

You choose your path. Don't shift the blame. You ran your course. You lost sight of your aim. Wrong choices linger, Like scars remain Long after the bleeding stops. There's nowhere left to hide from the shame. Never again.

All of my lovin' and everything The little girl she done put me down Yeah, ain't that a pity People ain't that a cryin' shame Ain't that a pity I declare it's a cryin' shame She wait till it got nine below zero And put me down for another man I give her

All: Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka Baby baby baby light my fire. All Repeated: Higher! All Repeated: Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka, Higher! Freddie: Feeling's gettin' stronger Larry: Music's gettin' longer too Rose: Music is

Good to go, good to go Fresh kicks (all day) new fits (all right) Drop hits (all day) then party (all night) Walk wit a limp, and I talk wit a lingo Party with a buncha bad girls in a Pinto Run up on a motherfucker wit a dull pencil Sharpen up a #2 on

Even on a cloudy day, Shake me down, I'll keep my eyes fixed on the sun Softly laying on the ground, oh Not a lot people left around, oh, oh Fixed upon the ground, I'll keep my eyes fixed on the Not a lot of people left around, Who knows now,

Road trippin', summertime livin' with your hands out kissin' the wind Stuck a little somethin in my old back pocket, break it out later if you like that When the sun's dippin, we'll start to start sippin' Road, road, road, road trippin', trippin',

Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story 'bout this thing called fucking Lay you on your back, got your legs in the air like a peace sign Lay you on your back, got your legs wide open like a peace sign We can make it nasty, shave your head like Cassie I