(Woohoo hoo hoo hoo) I never knew that a woman could change me Never gonna be the same I once was blind but now I can see She took my soul She ripped it out Left me here with my knees to the ground Never gonna be the same (never gonna be the same) You

Oh and a woo-hoo I can feel 'em flyin' Yeah it's all we've been given, Like a hand out the window in the wind. The cars go by, So you better start livin' right now 'Cause days go by, And days go by, Take 'em by the hand,

But you just licked the envelope Three cheers for my parents, Lonely failed experiments! I guess we'll have to move The neighborhood is on to us Let's join the little babes Throwin' rocks in front of us Riding on my bicycle I pass my sister on a bus

You've lost that loving feeling Woohoo that loving feeling Bring back that loving feeling You never close your eyes anymore when I kiss you're lips And there's no tenderness like before in your finger tips You've trying hard not to show it Baby, baby I

(Hoo hoo wooh true) I will stay true I could have another but I probably shouldn't I've got somebody at home, and if I stay I might not leave alone No, honey I'm good, I could have another but I probably shouldn't Singing out oh oh oh oh oh (Hoo hoo wooh

In California, we're dreaming We never sleep I'm no shooting star Just a burning heart Running through the dark Broken boulevards Like a sinkhole What does it show? In California

Meadows of Heaven Meadows of heaven Heaven, heaven, heaven I close my eyes, the lantern dies The scent of awakening, wild honey and dew Childhood games, woods and lakes Streams of silver, toys of olden days The flowers of wonder And the hidden treasures

"Now let me take a trip down memory lane" "Comin' outta Queensbridge" I rap for listeners, blunt heads, fly ladies and prisoners Henessey holders and old school niggas, then I be dissin' a Unofficial that smoke woolie thai I dropped out of Kooley High,

Making memory lane out of old back roads That spot in the woods where the cops don't go Live for a while, for whatever feels good In the moment, on the river, rock the chain When they roll up Main Street in this town We hook up and we roll out All

Who think you foolin'? We not new to it We countin' fluent I'm scammin' a wood, my cup full of mud I came out the hood Sometimes a gangsta need a hug I'ma give all my problems above Hate when people keep doin' too much Keep it real, the streets show you