Go ahead and keep your American dream Go ahead and keep it, go ahead and keep it It's either hard at work, or hardly working at all (At all) Have you had the same mentality since you were just a kid? Can you ever face reality growing up so quick? Go

If I go will you follow me Oh oh oh-oh oh oh If I go will you follow me home tonight You don't have to be alone tonight Baby follow me Nothing ever last forever All we got is now or never Baby we're is good as gone Won't you follow me home

People throw rocks at things that shine, So don't you worry your pretty little mind, And life makes love look hard, The stakes are high, The water's rough, Elevator buttons and morning air, Strangers silence makes me want to take the stairs, If you were

I never understood the frequency, uh-huh You wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huh I couldn't understand "What's the frequency, Kenneth?" is your Benzedrine, uh-huh You wore our expectations like an armored suit, uh-huh You said that irony was the

Ya, women have a way with a fool Fellas, the fix is in Woman had the upper hand since the time of original sin God gave men the muscle, He gave women all the brains Buddy, you got to hustle just to keep yourself in the game Ladies, we beg your pardon if

What is this thing called love? I saw you there one wonderful day You took my heart and threw it away That's why I ask the lord in heaven above This funny thing called love? Just who can solve its mystery? Why should it make a fool of me?

Whoah, something bad Got a real good feeling something bad about to happen Got a real good feelin’ something bad about to happen Stand on the box, stomp your feet, start clapping Wake up in the morning’ don’t know what happened Drinks keep coming, throw

Lord's gonna get us back I know, I know Don't you worry baby You won't feel a thing Close your eyes Holy roller Novocaine My darling you look lovely I've come to lay you down Uncover your head and submit to me

All she needed was some At a Clippers' game on the court-side Watch a nigga' shoot like a .4-5 They mad at me, too, I got more fire Why these bitches see you "go home, Roger" (Go home, Roger) Tia and Tamara in my bed I'm a smart guy I ain't fucking with

La la la la Won't you tell me Somebody tell me Give you money Doo doo doo Why I work so hard for you? All to give you money