What have we to show? Barren feelings and dust for crow We can't ever know When it's time to go That's the way to see the end Glowing out along the river bend It's not goodbye my only friend Yesterday started over again

Goodbye letter, "dear life" shit What is my meaning? My reason? That's the question Sometimes I feel like I ain't shit Sometimes a nigga feel like shit Talkin’ 'bout some real life shit So if a nigga kill me, hope he mean it

A thousand times, too many times I've fallen back out of place from a dream The bright sunlight, a rude awakening Like I'm seeing the colors leave the brush for the wall That's when, into I reach into memories I long to relive those times Those younger

You oughta know by now Is that all you get for your money And it seems such a waste of time If that's what it's all about Mama, if that's movin' up then I'm movin' out Anthony works in the grocery store Savin' his pennies for someday Mama Leone left a

That's how the story goes I will never forget The moment, the moment In the middle of the night When the angels scream I don't wanna live a life That I believe Time to do or die

And it's undivided I don't party on Friday night I don't party on Saturday no more What goes on in my life, what goes on in my mind (She understands me) They said you should take time, that's why I'm giving her mine Woah, woah, woah I ain't hit the club,

My girl is superbad That's a fact, knock your train right off the track Ooh, she's a classy girl My girl is superbad, super-stacked Got no time for photographs, watch out! And everything she does, it's always by design She's a miracle, she got everybody

That's why I ain't got no time For these games and stupid tricks All these bitches on my dick That's how dudes be gettin' sick That's how dicks be gettin' drips Fallin' victims to this shit From these bitches on our dicks Fuckin' chickens with no ribs

I want my mullet back My old Camero, and my eight-track Fuzzy dice hangin' loose and proud ZZ Top, they're playin' loud A simple time, that's what I miss Your mini skirt and your sweet kiss Things are changin' man, and that's a fact, but Bell bottoms

I want your loving more and more I want your kisses that's for sure I die each time I hear the sound They're saying here he comes He's Cathy's clown You're Cathy's clown You know you've got to stand tall You know a man can't crawl