So don’t go telling me how this boy should be leaving his own life Sometimes rough but generally speaking I’m fine If you don’t agree with the things that go on within in my life Well honey that’s fine there’s no itch in wasting your time Goodbye

I can't believe this, you don't wanna see me I don't know how you feel There's a radio silence going on But in my heart I'm sorry, I don't know how you feel Just please, more time We lived in love with each other so long It's hard to tell if I don't know

Ride wit' me nigga, lemme show you where we kick it at Let's get it homeboy! Y'all already know what is man, this ain't nothin' new to y'all man! T.I.P., Pimp $quad Click ya understand that? King of the South! Hey! Westside of the A-Town, nigga you don't

This is how we rock it for the ages I thought I told you it’s about to go down We make you fucking famous You wonder how we made it It’s about to go down From the top and the bottom, the bottom to the top Light it up and smoke them trees This is how we

Find me where the wild things are So aye, we brought our drum and this is how we dance No mistakin', we make our breaks, if you don't like our 808s Then leave us alone, cause we don't need your policies We have no apologies for being We'll be alright,

If we gave it just one more try Maybe we could stop this goodbye I know through all this pain Baby just breathe in, breathe out Before you turn around, just slow down Think of all the love we've made Somehow somewhere love remains So baby just breathe

Do you love me do you want to be my friend And if you do Well then don't be afraid to take me by the hand If you want to I think this is how love goes Check yes or no It started way back in third grade I used to sit beside Emmylou Hayes A pink dress, a

Show me to a higher place Take me to outer space I want you to be my friend We'll make it till the world ends After this world is our past A love that no time could erase A love in a higher place Don't give me love, governed by life Limited by these

Round and round Till you show me what this life is for I won’t run away this time I’m not gonna let you change my mind You don’t have to hold your head up high We are all living the same way We are escaping the same way We are a part of the same play

To the B, to the G To the B, to the G, here we go If you wanna go gaga Yeah, from Chi-town to France Yeah, we gonna do it, uh, Rhymefest and Air How you feel there? Rhymefest breathe this to 'em like fresh air On my Vespa looking like a real playa