Cause I don't wanna be like this I've been runnin' these streets For too long now I've got nothing that's true But this song now But the further I go I wanna go home And I wanna go back to the start Back where we started from

That great symphonic theme, That's Stella by starlight, And not a dream, She's everything on this earth to me. The song a robin sings, Through years of endless springs, The murmur of a brook at evening tides. That ripples through a nook where two lovers

‘Cause he’s not undercover, he walks past his lovers And the others know there’s no defense There is no evidence He creates an illusion that leads to confusion And you give up your common sense Well that’s my two cents He’s like a whip that doesn’t crack

I'm not okay You wear me out Well if you wanted honesty, that's all you had to say I never want to let you down or have you go, it's better off this way For all the dirty looks For photographs your boyfriend took Remember when you broke your foot from

Out of all the girls I've loved before Out of all the stages I've performed on Out of all of the cities I've been to I bless the day that I found you I bless the day I found you and that's my word It's nothing for me out there in those streets You took

Maybe I should iron out my flag Maybe I should put another crease in it If you gang banging who you beefing with? The homies in the cut that's on E, niggas turnt up and we bout to hit the street The homie on probation, make him sit up in the back Bout to

What if god doesn't care? And we will burn your cities down We will burn your cities down America is a killing name It doesn't feel or discriminate Life is just a killing field It's all that's left, nothing's real Throw away your disposable past And fall

That's the way you come to me I'm head over heels And I'm always gonna be That's okay I love the way you come to me Sun breaks I can't wait Til I'll be on my way again I'm sick and tired of waiting With nothing to do Watching the rain through a crack

I am an old woman named after my mother My old man is another child that's grown old If dreams were lightning thunder was desire This old house would have burnt down a long time ago Make me an angel that flies from Montgom'ry Make me a poster of an old

(With you) With you It seems like they all want me to fail But I’m not going back Not going back, baby Please tell me you don’t want me to fail ‘Cause I’m not going back Not going back I could've been a tragedy That’s why these fake niggas who call me