This is the good life Take a good look, have anything you want Dining with your friends at the fancy restaurant Living the good life Whoa, whoa, whoa We have such a good time, I know I'll tell you what we're gonna do, what you need to know What you gotta

Oh, like we in a hurry No, no I won't tell nobody You're on your level too Tryna do what lovers do It's not good enough for me, since I been with you I'm gonna sip on this drink, when I'm fucked up I should know how to pick up I'm gonna catch the rhythm

I don't even know if I believe Everything you're trying to say to me So open up my eyes Tell me I'm alive This is never gonna go our way If I'm gonna have to guess what's on your mind You may call it in this evening But you've only lost the night Present

I'm gonna give all my secrets away Sick of all the insincere This time, don't need another perfect lie Tell me what you want to hear Don't care if critics ever jump in line Don't care if critics never jump in line So tell me what you want to hear I need

One, two, three kick it Hey yo Dre what's going on man what's going on Hey what'cha all gonna do for this last record No tell what'cha all gonna do Ok you want me to do the intro alright Parental discretion is advised for the moment While I'm getting

Introducing me Doo doo, doo doo doo doo Here it goes Gonna tell you this The part of me that shows if you're close Gonna let you see everything But remember that you asked for it I'll try to do my best to impress But it's easier to let you take a guess

There's gonna be no future If we don't figure this out (Come onto mama, come on, mama) Come to mama Tell me who hurt ya Oh, come tomorrow Who are you gonna follow? The only prisons that exist are ones we put each other in Why do we gotta tell each other

But now I'm here bitch (but now I'm here bitch, but now I'm here bitch) They used to tell me, I couldn't go too far alone (oh far alone, alone) They used to always say I couldn't go too far alone (oh far alone) No you'll never gonna make this far Yeah,

They're gonna believe This is a story of a male female threat to society His story over mine His story (yeahee, yeahee, yeahee) Hist story (ow) Why you wanna go and tell a lie on me? (yeahee, yeah, oooh) His story over mine his story will be his story

For all this misery Well I ain't got nothing Sure can tell you I'm gonna throw it down and go Staying out here That's the last thing on my mind I need shackles on my feet I need someone to save my soul's defeat I ain't got nothing