Well, we had it all And we let it fall I hope you’re lonely, hope you’re lost 'cause I've been I'd hate to think you're better off without me I know we tried to hold on But where do you go When love, it just ain't enough? I know we kept losing touch Got

In my solitude I sit in my chair With gloom everywhere I sit and I stare I know that I'll soon go mad Dear Lord above Send back my love You haunt me

Somebody gotta die If I go, you gotta go Let the gunshots blow Nobody gotta know That I killed yo ass in the mist, kid I'm sittin' in the crib dreamin' about Leer jets and coupes The way Salt shoops and how they sell records like Snoop Oops! I'm

Notorious and shit I wouldn't trade it for the world I'm infamous but damn you can't help but love this shit Leave it to me from here We're back again, you know we're not fucking around Got a bottle of jack in our hands You trying keep up kid? Let's see

No, you don't know me You give your hand to me and then you say hello And I can hardly speak, my heart is beating so And anyone could tell, you think you know me well But you don't know me No you don't know the one who dreams of you at night And longs to

(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Lord knows I need something to fill this void Lotta shit happens, like, being in show business A lot of shit happens, like, like, I make a lot of money, you know And I'm really happy about it And I'm not

Rather be with you and all your bullshit I'd rather be with you and all your bullshit Rather be with you and all your bull All those silly issues made up in your head You (Yeah babe) Know you got problems You got a lot of problems

On the line where blue meets blue And I bet that silver lining, Dadadadadada So keep your eyes set on the horizon, 'Cause I have sailed a 1000 ships to you, But my messages don't seem to make it through Well I know it'll find you soon Hahahahahaha Well I

You mystify me Where to go? Wanna leave me behind Oh, do you know My feet are off the ground I don't know where I stand Do you have to hold my hand? It wouldn't come out right Something on your mind

(For the Money) Money, for the money Kanye told me that Jesus walks in '04 But I grew up around impalas and drug lords Welcome to Los Angeles palm trees and drug stores All we know is rocks and presidents like Mount Rushmore