What will we do, Gwyn? Everything's a mess, 'Cause when I touch your arm I can tell. Stocks are in the dow, Anything we should know about your change? What will we do, Gwyn? Economy is down, I think its your heart, cause you don't want me around. But you

Life of the party So I guess I’ll be the life Everybody singing along to my songs Taking my shots, throwing them back Acting like you ain’t gone But I don’t want em to know I’m all alone And I ain’t got nobody I don’t want em to see I'm dying inside

Life of the party So I guess I’ll be the life Everybody singing along to my songs Taking my shots, throwing them back Acting like you ain’t gone But I don’t want em to know I’m all alone And I ain’t got nobody I don’t want em to see I'm dying inside

Young man, young man (all my youngins' in this bitch) Smack the shit outta him Young man, young man, I don't want to hear that no mo' Reportin' live from the glo pad Gang in this bitch You know how we rockin , cut off stockings Kush in my pocket nigga,

We've had our problems but I'm on your side And I want you back You know, you can run, and you can hide We had a life, we had a love But you don't know what you've got 'til you lose it Well that was then and this is now How many times do I have to say

Down in Devil Gate Drive So come alive. Come alive Down in Devil Gate...down in Devil Gate Well your mama don't know where your sister done go She can jive Hey, you all want to go down to Devil Gate Drive? Well, come on! Welcome to 'The Dive'! Well, at

Don't think about nothin' (Pre-Chorus) Do you know how it feels To be wanted When you're young

All you want is what you can't get back Once you let it go, then you know what you have Don't hold a candle to what you had Sometimes what you think you'll find It ain't quite what real life has in store So be careful what you wish for Don't know what

Give it to me right now But the devil said that he want my soul I’m a dirty mothafucka, a waste of life A waste of skin Wanna repent, don’t know where to begin Next of kin don’t give a damn 'bout me I know God don’t give a damn 'bout me People try but

As the crow flies baby, well I ain?t so far from you In a dream last night, where I heard you call my name Well you don?t know baby how I miss your sweet caress But since I don?t have wings, I can?t get home as fast as I want to Well I took it as an omen