You are a fairy-tale Don't you wanna stay? I hope that you don't run away We should run away I can hear them tapping on the ground Where do we wanna go? I know an ambush where we won't be found And so we went to the place, honey Listening to the

Sun is shining and the weather is sweet Sun is shining, the weather is sweet Make you want to move your dancing feet To the rescue, here I am To the rescue Want you to know, you all, where I stand (Monday morning) here I am Want you to know just if you

I'm falling for you baby Yellin' from the rooftop Tellin' the whole world You got me yellin' from the rooftop So everybody knows I'm screaming from the mountain Gonna sing it everywhere Yeah, you can call me crazy Baby I don't care

But it's you who makes me sing Playing back the moments Now I'm starting to believe That you could be at the show and know every word And I know where we are and I know who I am Baby, I'm your biggest fan, oh Took a while for me to see I never really

Who laughs like you I know somewhere With sweetness just as rare As the flower That you gave me to wear I look around And when I've found someone I'll know this love I'm dreaming of

Uh, I was posted on the block with a big ass joint Police everywhere so we stay on point Money get in my hand, pockets stay on swollen If you ever ask a question nigga we don't know Don't be talkin' to me crazy if you ain't 'bout drama And don't even be

Ooh, my wild, wild son, run free Oooh, you'll know it when you're living out your dream Ooh, you'll know it when you're where you're supposed to be Hello son, you're ready to come into the air We can't wait to hold you and rock you to sleep in your

Ngempilo yami yonke (With all my life) Here we stand waiting on the plain Darkness has taken the last outpost of the day Somewhere gunships hunt their illusive prey And I know inside you feel the same way The sky in your heart is so grey And the jackals

If you don't know Where I'm from (Aftermath, nigga witta attitude) (Game time niggas, Westside) (Nigga witta attitude) (Straight Outta Compton) (We rock khakis and Chucks) (Almost lost my life when Dre dropped The Chronic) (Legend in the making)

Talking to the moon In hopes you're on The other side Talking to me too Or am I a fool Who sits alone I know you're somewhere out there Somewhere far away I want you back