Closer closer to the top Looking down is quite a drop Let me have it all You set up a barrier Don't you know I'd marry ya Can't explain how you make me feel Don't you know I'm feeling real You have turned into a prayer I can feel I'm almost there

Oh, I must be seeing blind Oh, my, my, you just took me by surprise And I can't believe my eyes Oh no, now you're too good to be all mine Now I'm looking in your eyes I have seen, seen it all in paper dreams Watched it unfold on the screen But I never

It ain't no fun, if the homies can't have none You're back now at the jack-off hour this is DJ, Eazy Dick On W-Balls, right now, something new, by Snoop Doggy Dogg And this one goes out to the ladies, from all the guys A big bow wow wow, 'cause we gonna

My feelings for you have always been real Tell me, can't you feel? Tell me, can't you? Tell me, can't you? You, you, you, you My feelings for you Now after all this time, tell me, can't you feel? My feelings for you, tell me, can't you feel? I was so in

Bittersweet goodbye and one last kiss Cry while you watch me bleeding It's safe to say that ignorance is bliss I cant believe it's come to this Fear the lives we're leading Open your eyes, what have you done? I've been back, forth stuck yet spun Too

By the way, you've been uninvited 'Cause all you say are all the same things I did Copycat trying to cop my manner Watch your back when you can't watch mine Why so sad, bunny, you can't have mine? Copycat trying to cop my glamour Don't be cautious, don't

F-R-I-E-N-D-S Want me to spell it out for you? Ooh ooh, ooh ooh You can't be reasoned with, I'm done being polite I've told you one, two, three, four, five, six thousand times Haven't I made it obvious? Don't mess it up, talking that shit Only gonna push

Don't wanna let you go Your special your one of a kind (so...) He'll try to take you from me Some things money can't buy... Everybody wants to have a girl like you But I'm the one and it's right My wish becomes his delight Your not gonna get far from me

I can't be bothered to miss you anymore Month 12, day 31, and hour 24 I used to think if I missed hard enough You'd come back for sure But I can't be bothered now to miss you anymore It's not like I don't have tears to cry Such memories, so little time

A real street nigga will never ever call 12 I still don't give a fuck how a fuckboy feel How you gon' keep it real and your diamonds not real? I do it so big I make a hater feel little I can't tell you why they hating but I have an idea You never liked