As time goes by Moonlight and love songs Never out of date Hearts full of passion Jealousy and hate Woman needs man That no one can deny It's still the same old story A fight for love and glory

It's a crazy town full of neon dreams, Everybody plays everybody sings, Hollywood with a touch of twang, Bend those strings till the Hank comes out, Make all the drunk girls scream and shout, We love it we hate it we're all just trying to make it, In

The hours tick away - they tick away In the fullness of time In this one of many possible worlds, all for the best, or some bizarre test? It is what it is - and whatever Time is still the infinite jest The arrow files when you dream, the hours tick away

And I could die now, rebirth Motherf***er Hop up in my spaceship and leave Earth, Motherf***er Motherf***er, I'm gone (I'm gone) I got ice in my veins, blood in my eyes Hate in my heart, love in my mind I seen nights full of pain, days are the same You

I'm rolling the dice, four, five, six Praying on you niggas, sinners full of hate God forgives and I don't, only hustlers relate I guess there ain't no nice way to tell you niggas it's game over, huh? Pray for me Hallucination of money, while nigga's

I need a neon church Full of honky tonk angels With their wings on fire Straight pourin' out that Johnnie Walker healin' I got a feelin' Is a neon church with a jukebox choir I need Jesus or I need whiskey Whatever works best to get me through

Conceived was I From Chaos and hate Of malice, deceit and blood And how would they know My fate is to rise Against the Asagods My being is full, full of a rage An evil that can't be tamed It darkens my soul

Don't let them throw me away Flesh wound, flesh wound With medication it will fade Should I assume that someone hears me when I pray Full of hate Don't you love how I pray? Keep me and I'll be okay

Pocketful of money, parking lot full of them haters Triple beam dreamin', crib with 2 elevators 20 flat screens they got cameras every angle Dope been coming so you know the income major Rule number 1 I can't do business with a stranger Contract killers

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