I'm high now, I'm high now (I don't think I can find a way to make it on this earth) Why God, why God do I gotta suffer? Within fourteen tracks, carried out over wax What's up family, yeah it's yo cousin Carl man, just given' you a call man I know you

If I make it through We'll carry on the weight of this world We'll make sure all the people know how it feels To be legendary Everybody's gonna fight And everybody's gonna fall But the ones that get up Are always the strongest Oh I can't imagine if I

One more tear to cry, here come the lonely nights Take it on the base, take it on the westbound line Every time I love, I always seem to end up crying So this is my goodbye, wrote it on the way back home You say you never loved me, I wish somehow I could

And there's nothing wrong with me This is how I'm supposed to be In a land of make believe That don't believe in me City of the dead At the end of another lost highway Signs misleading to nowhere City of the damned Lost children with dirty faces today

Oops, baby, I love you Oops, my baby, you woke up in my bed Oops, we broke up, we're better off as friends Now I accidentally need you, I don't know what to do And when I think about the way you touch my body You've got me singing This could be my

(Bye, bye-bye, bye-bye) At my morning glory Up under all of this But you came to spend the night So you know That there was way more to me And if you don't want me at my goodnight Gon' be goodbye I wanna take my wig off

Listen, Little Lady this is just the worst way to spend your birthday. It's 30 degrees Thursday, you work late. You was with a perv making dirty, fake love in his Mercedes. Maybe the word, rape, sums up events that take place every night. You wanna get

I'ma wash away my sins I'ma rinse away this dirt I forgot to make amends To all the friends I may have hurt I better stop and say my grace From that I pray that I don't fall 'Cause on the way back down I may End up runnin' back into them all I never

I thank the Lord I ain't a broke nigga I get the money, I'm a hustler So if you're buying what I'm selling, you a customer See I can get it to you anywhere, anything I mix it up, I fix it up, and I switched it up I locked down this end and got it twisted

Throwing it all away Don't throw it all away In a lonely place Where we're living in this town The sun is coming up and it's going down But it's all just the same at the end of the day Nobody says it's wrong So we don't ask why 'Cause it's all just the