Hold onto hope if you got it Don't let it go for nobody And they say that dreaming is free But I wouldn't care what it cost me Man, you really know how to get someone down Everything was fine, until you came around And I've been chasing after dreamers in

What it’d be like, like, like I can only imagine, only imagine Every time it would bring me to life What it’d be like, what it’d be like I saw you from afar Thought I’d say wassup You can tell me your name, when we wakin' up They call me Tunechi, I’m

You give me life, you give me light You give me a reason why I say, "Give me time" You get me high when you cross my mind Yeah, who needs suicide when I feel so alive with you (yeah, yeah) And you know I would die for you Jesus, weep, baby know I would

With your little white lies, little white lies If this room was burning I wouldn't even notice 'Cause you've been taking up my mind You say you're a good girl But I know you would girl 'Cause you've been telling me all night You say it's getting late

(Okay, okay, okay) I wish my problems would go away (Okay, okay, okay) I wish my problems would go away, away, away I wish my problems would go away, away, away They say Luda would you rather have the money or the fame And I steady try to tell em that it

You say you don't need anyone And wouldn't have it any other way I know you'll never change You haven't heard a damn word I've said, You never believed in anything I did You can't help yourself Oh you made a big mistake, and won't admit it Oh you made a

Is there no mercy in this land? No mercy in this land? What would be the first thing You'd say to the Lord? And the last thing you would dream If you couldn't dream no more? Won't you please help me to understand Followed the river 'til the river ran dry

If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news, every day I am 'Cause I am whatever you say I am Radio won't even play my jam I don't know, it's just the way I am And I am whatever you say I am Man, whatever Dre just let it run Ayo, turn

West coast shit My nigga-ish ways attract girls that used to turn they back Causing me to yank they arm and pose like I would do them harm Now I'm saying thank you cause they tell me My shit's the bomb For my niggas drinking Cognac Smoking weed, always

Paul, yo, um So I got your message, I wish you would answer the fuckin' phone No, I don't plan to reply to everybody who fuckin' says something fucked up about me But I will say this, I was reading some comments last night about, like What people are