We’ve been missing each other, We’ve been missing each other. Is it my fault, is it my fault? My fault, is it my fault? I took a walk on a Saturday night, Fog in the air, Just to make my mind seem clear Where do I go from here? I see my breath pushing

As long as we're out there Somewhere where we can go Get away from it all, get lost And god only knows where we'll go And hell I don't care As long as we're out there, yeah PFG's coming cross the creek Z71, headlights shinin through the trees The boys

It's deja vu Don't need no plans 'cause I got plans to kill We off that Henny mixed with Chamomile Wish we could jump from where we stand Until we land on another planet And you know just how I feel, feel, feel (Yeayea, uh) This the age we pay for our

Hanging tough through thick and thin Kicking up dust wherever we go Just some roughed up desperados I can see that you and me are gonna be friends To the end you and me are gonna be friends There's a moment in this journey that I gave up My boots just

Somewhere there's a reason why things go like they do Somewhere there's a reason why some things just fall through We don't always see them for what they really are But I know there's a reason just can't see it from this far Maybe I don't like it, but I

All we gotta do is, listen Imagine it, anywhere More than miles I'll take you there Know one day from the sky, we'll be as one Now here we are Let's hit the road And away we go

Real tugs never forger the dump land Or where mi come from Real tugs never worry bout pagan Cause wi destiny done plan Some say we nah go live long The others seh a judgement road wi live pon A next set say mi sell my soul to satan Jah bless me fi shame

I keep my heart and soul in the boondocks I feel no shame I'm proud of where I came from I was born and raised in the boondocks One thing I know No matter where I go You get a line, I'll get a pole We'll go fishing in the craw fish hole Five-card poker

Too paid to freestyle. He's looking good Where's my coffee? Good morning doctor carter (hey sweetie) Looks like its going to be a long day. (another one what we got?) Your first patient (yeah) Is suffering from a lack of concept (uh-huh) Originality (ugh)

Building up a stack of bones Keeping up with the Jones Getting us all so jacked and jaded Baby if you're asking me Love is really all we need Everything else is overrated, overrated Or where it is you get your name from We're going down if we don't