Clouds and clowns You don't have to come down Tell it like it is You don't have to die before you live Life, woo ooo, life, woo ooo You might get angry sometimes But don't let it turn you around All you gotta do is get your livin' now

Uh God uh you know what we gotta do son Why know what I'm sayin? Word up Make that millions fam No doubt, it's only there for the takings son Matter of fact let me get some of that beer son We drunk all that shit hey yo 44th Side convention Queens

You've pushed me one too many times It's not that complicated and you ain't gotta believe They'll put me down in a hole before I let you succeed I've never been complacent, I can't afford to be I know you think you're special but you ain't nothin' I'm

I want to play with your poodle Can I play with your poodle? I mean your little poodle dog! I wanna play with your poodle Now lend an ear folks while I sing this song Don't get mad, I don't mean no harm! Yes, that little poodle got a long shaggy tail

You're too cool to love me, you're too cool to love me back You said it before, you said it before You're too cool to love me, you're too cool, I don't need that When all I gotta do is walk away Then I know I'll feel better You're too cool to love me,

We can make it tonight I'm counting on you Gotta know -- the time has come to follow through Drive straight through the night Just hold on -- we can make it home before daylight There's a voice inside you And you know it can't be wrong So break away from

But you've got to show me love Words are so easy to say So baby if you want me You've got to show me love Heartbreaks and promises I've had more than my share I'm tired of giving my love And getting nowhere, nowhere It's been so long since I touched a

Mama's tryna save me But she don't know I'm tryna save her Man, them niggas tried to play me Man, 'til I got this paper You're nobody 'til somebody kills you You wanted to fuckin' walk around these roaches These niggas is roaches These niggas is mere

I'm way too good to you You take my love for granted I just don't understand it I'm too good to you No, I'm too good to you Oh yeah, yeah, yeah I don't know how to talk to you Last night I got high as the expectations Last night, I came to a realization

But even though I am lost all the time I've got hooks in my sides that you left there But you're not the same, you died along the way Now we're ghosts and we're praying for winter One, two, three; one, two, three... Well, I left my home on hollow bones