Oh my God, I changed You can't say nothin', you can't say nothin' You end up everywhere you say you wasn't Is that your boyfriend? Why you say that's your cousin? I don't do handshakes, that shit disgusts me Oh my God, they still on the same I changed, I

Have a word for your brother Have some time for one another Really love one another It's so hard to find (Wherever, wherever, wherever you are) I come to getcha and I know where you are I got the business to make a mind That's right baby I see wherever,

That's where you're wrong Make a wish that weighs a ton And no understanding where it goes And suddenly the sky is a scissor Sitting on the floor with a tambourine Crushing up a bundle of love Don't take it so personally That time has got it in for honey

We were born and raised in black and white The wind blows hard across the Texas planes Makes some people go insane While others quietly pray for rain That's where we came from Two boys playing in the burning sun One with books, one with guns Mama calls

You ain't going nowhere. Where you going, where you tryna go Baby, baby? Boy, you better listen to the words I say Boy, you better act like you got some sense, 'Cause you got a dime, and that's money well spent. Sit yourself down, 'cause you know you're

All that has been, all that's to be No tomorrow, the demise of sanity Where have I gone, blacked out on my death ride Twisted and broken down, forever on the wrong side Twisted and broken down You've never known such fear, you've never shed such tears

Kiss lots of boys Or kiss lots of girls When the straight and narrow Gets a little too straight If that's something you're into Roll up the joint, or don't Just follow your arrow Wherever it points, yeah Follow your arrow

There will be no love that's dying here There will be no love that's dying here for me The bird that flew in through my window Simply lost his way And then he flew away Well the death of love is everywhere But I won't let it be He broke his wing, I

My truth will be my own You say it doesn't matter, get used to fear I tell you, that's the problem What it's done to you, the way you live your life This is where you pick yourself up, brush off the ashes Clear the smoke and soot from your eyes Their

Came from a city where them niggas they some killas Midwest cowboy, Pittsburgh nigga Just a young nigga, but he had the right plan That's just how it is man Round my way Just a young lil' nigga, but he had the right plan Twenty-thousand in his left,