All that wasted time I wonder if you ever think about it like I do Seven kids on my two lane road After all this time it still feels so good When I think about those summer nights Singing out the window, on the back roads, Sweet Child of Mine Sipping on

We still prevail through the hell, yeah Can you believe it? We're still undefeated Though it's designed for us to lose Believe it, we're still undefeated How I keep from goin' under? It's like a jungle outside Sometimes I wonder how I keep from goin'

You can bring your crew, but we remain true Motherfucker, still ballin' Motherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin') Niggas wonder why (they wonder why) Straight motherfuckin' ballin', part two Still ballin', Westside! Now, ever since a nigga was a seed

Anymore, anymore I still don't have the reason And you don't have the time And it really makes me wonder Give me something to believe in 'Cause I don't believe in you So this is goodbye, yeah If I ever gave a fuck about you I wonder if it even makes a

Please remember I still want you and in case you wonder why, Well, just wake up, kiss that good life goodbye. It's the good life, full of fun, seems to be the ideal, Yes, the good life, lest you hide all the sadness you feel, You won't really fall in

Pay attention to the cracked streets And the broken homes Some call it slums Some call it nice I want to take you through A wasteland I like to call my home Welcome to paradise Dear mother It makes me wonder why I'm still here

In the wee, wee hours That's when I think of you In a wee little room I sit alone and think of you One little song For a fading memory You say, but yet I wonder If your love was ever true I wonder if you still remember

Still you wonder Who's cheatin' who, who's being true Who don't even care anymore It makes you wonder Who's doing right with someone tonight And who's car is parked next door Everywhere you look you can write a book On the trouble of a woman and a man

Even til the end of the world Even til the end of the world (world) Baby if I hopped on a plane And told the pilot take me away I wonder would you still remain, Oh Will you be my lover, For sake, and all others? Will you be my, my man?

It wasn't that hard Just to figure you out Now I did, you wonder why I like your pants around your feet And I like the dirt that's on your knees And I like the way you still say please, while you're looking up at me You're like my favorite damn disease