It has been decided. We'll set forth on this journey. We packed the wagons Everything arranged, there is no turning back The time has come All too soon A stab all through my heart The afterglow Glimmered on the roof of our homestead We bode the nightfall

It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right I hope you had the time of your life Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go So make the best of this test and don't ask why It's not a

Meet me in the morning 56th and Wabasha Is right before the dawn Little rooster crowin' There must be something on his mind Well, I struggled through barbed wire Felt the hail fall from above Look at the sun Sinkin' like a ship

Go on, it's over I'll be right here, I'll be right here I'll be here for you When the lights go down, and the stars come out Under stars girl, underwater, when you can't breathe When it's past three in the morning and you can't sleep When your heart

Plenty more for you, boy We in the funky four door, no floor He was serving that raw, oh boy She was making that noise, oh boy Hit me on the celly, watching Belly God's son, I can see they study Makaveli Peanut butter Benz, got the jelly at the deli If

Got ya bitch tip-toein' on my marble floors Red bottoms only for the centerfolds Big bodies I got 10 of those Whippin' work it smelling like they dinner rolls So I let the bitch hang out with me right You know word got around I was fucking this nigga

What is left when the morning comes Is the memory of a future And when my plight is done There is nothing left to hold onto There were friends waiting at my door They are gone now, for the year is new I stuck by my word And when the rains came Made it

What's your position? Trying to come at me sideways But they ass backwards, jealousy, that's all that is I see that shit a mile away, but its all gravy One little glitch and your plan getting hit baby I got enough for you butt niggas laying in the cut

Club Tropicana, drinks are free Fun and sunshine, there's enough for everyone All that's missing is the sea But don't worry, you can suntan! Pack your bags And leave tonight Don't take your time Gotta move your feet, don't you miss the flight!

What goes up, must come down) (What goes around, comes around Now who's cryin', desirin' to come back to me Don't play with me, don't play with me, 'cause I remember when I was sittin' home alone Waiting for you 'til three o'clock in the morn' Weren't