Mama's just a little girl Mama don't know why Time ain't on her side 'Cause mama's just a little girl (mama is just a little girl) Living if she is or not, oh Young mothers (that's right) I feel ya (hey) I know how it is Don't nobody understand

Startin' with me If only I'd have known That later on down the road I'd look back and not like what I see If I had a dime For half the things I did That didn't make no sense at all I'd be living a little higher on the hog I'd have changed a lot of things

Just my imagination Not my imagination Living not for reality There was a game we used to play We would hit the town on Friday night Stay in bed until Sunday

As long as you're in it Wherever we go, whatever we do As good as it gets, gets better with you As long as you're in it, girl So baby let's ride There ain't nothing missing in this life I'm living It's just an old '88 four door, banged out floorboard A

Please don’t let me bring you down I’m not sure I can do it Did you think I was fucking around? Living here is a game I don’t know how to play Are you really not anybody Until somebody knows your name? I’m not sure where that’s going Somebody used to

Death from within On the march, no place to run Time has come, no where to hide The moon is red, no one is safe From spilling blood, no living thing survives Here they fight, regretting nothing Here you die, the walls are caving in Nothing left, a lethal

I need you more than dope My heart would break without you Might not awake without you Been hurting low, from living high for so long I'm sorry, and I love you Sing with me, "Bell Bottom Blue" I'll keep on searching for an answer 'Cause I need you more

Living for you is easy living It's easy to live when you're in love And I'm so in love For you maybe I'm a fool But it's fun People say you rule me with one wave of your hand They just don't understand There's nothing in life but you There is nothing in

I been living fast, fast, fast, fast Feeling really bad, bad, bad, bad Time really moves fast, fast, fast, fast But hurry up and get in your bag, bag, bag, bag I wear Dior, not a fad, 'ad, 'ad, 'ad I know all these niggas gettin' mad, mad, mad, mad My

I can't understand why I've been put here I'm stuck in a world of sympathy With nobody watching over me To all those not living in the here and now And the words roll over and over Yet our hearts will never be lifted Where did they go? The days we used