How's it goin' down? If it's on 'til we gone then I gots to know now Is you wit' me or what? What type of games are bein' played? A lot of niggas cut the cheque so they can take this flow What these bitches want from a nigga? On some DMX shit I grew weak

In San Francisco I met you in a bar in San Francisco We climbed the Golden Gate bridge just to watch the stars collide And played that Stevie Wonder song a couple thousand times I'm kinda scared to say it was the best night of my life But I know I won't

Fool that I am, For falling in love with you. And a, fool that I am, For thinking you loved me, too. You took my heart, Then played the part of little coquette. And, all my dreams just disappeared Like the smoke from a cigarette. For hoping you'd

I've played every beer joint tavern From New York City out to Pasadena Every corn dog fair and rodeo And sold out every basketball arena In Afghanistan and Baghdad City too Graduate of Honky Tonk you My grandmother owned a night club On the

Sara, oh Sara I laid on a dune, I looked at the sky When the children were babies and played on the beach You came up behind me, I saw you go by You were always so close and still within reach Whatever made you want to change your mind So easy to look

(You don't know) Thick thighs but she full of surprises I swear this bitch is Shady (That's what I know) Sex on her mind, all the time And you think that that's your baby You a good guy that's livin' a lie But she dove and played your safety (It's what I

Nobody stands in between me and my man It's me and Mr. Jones (me and Mr. Jones) What kind of fuckery is this? You made me miss the Slick Rick gig (oh, Slick Rick) And thought I didn't love you when I did (when I did) Can't believe you played me out like

Tropical the island breeze All of nature wild and free This is where I long to be La isla bonita And when the samba played The sun would set so high Ring through my ears and sting my eyes Your Spanish lullaby Last night I dreamt of San Pedro

Falling into everything, holding onto one another You're on the last train home again The last train home again This is the last song played in vain The last song played in vain This is all I ever could need to make the most of it Trying to get along in

I really hate to break it to you but your life's being played with You have not witnessed the world 'cause you're stuck in the Matrix Everything we have been taught was all a lie Open your eyes, open your mind, and fly I was taught that education is the