Keep'n it real Gotta big up all my peoples who be working on the future Though they know they gotta struggle To all my homies working on the 9 to 5 And doing right to keep themselves up out of trouble Although sometimes I know it seems impossible There

There is someone in the attic Building a strange machine Never really seen him But I think he works all day Blinded by the world outside I stay inside Hardly know my name But it's getting better by time I saw something in the mirror

Where do we go? Oh, when love is gone Where does it go? I've gotta know Can we work it out? Can we just work it out? Scream and shout 'till we work it out? And after all this time Hanging on to the dead lights

Someday it will come together Someday we will work it out I know we can turn it up all the way ('Cause this is our someday) Someday is what we make it Someday is like here and now What way what way what way 'Cause this is our someday Oh oh oh oh oh

From a past life In the long time I was picking up a suit from the dry cleaners Which was standard for me Thursday, 12:30, I gotta pretty solid routine these days I don't know it just works for me Anyway, I was leaving I was getting in my car And I went

We're catching bullets in our teeth And now we don't remember And if they take a couple out We try to work things out Heads and hearts and all the darkest parts of us It's strange to find such light In such endless night Green hills and enemies These

I'm trying to let these demons out Baby, you know me too well Baby, I'm blacking out Once we get it going, we don't stop She moving like a fool it All that ass, let me show you what to do it I ain't slipping that's the rules with it Baby, is you fooling

It seems such a waste of time If that's what it's all about Mama if that's movin' up Then I'm movin' out I'm movin' out You oughta know by now I'm moving out Anthony works in the grocery store Savin' his pennies for someday

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

I'm in love with your body Oh—I—oh—I—oh—I—oh—I Come on, be my baby, come on I'm in love with the shape of you Every day discovering something brand new Come on now, follow my lead Girl, you know I want your love Your love was handmade for somebody like