feel so right. Baby you like a band, make me feel so live. Chorus I can feel it when you're looking at me all the time. It's the way when we're apart
you used to do? Are you trying to break my heart? (Not me, baby) I know there's somethin' goin' on with you (Uhh, uhh) Whatever it is, it's tearin' me apart
the lake Stoopid color chain, same color as the jake '92 'Burban sitting on eights Funyun Cutlass on Davin skates Pontiac Catalina, call it Corn Flakes Twenty bands
I hold you in my arms as the band plays What are those words whispered baby just as you turn away I saw you last night out on the edge of town I
old Buick but dressed just like dynamite He tried sellin' his heart to the hard girls over on Easy Street But they said, "Johnny, it falls apart so
records You said, it wasn't art, so now we're gonna rip you apart Stop, check it out my man This is the music of a hip-hop band Jazz, well you can call
[Chorus: Royce] (Nickel) Nine, witness me rippin this apart for sixty bars, the city is ours We the M-I, C; the illest to ever spit on a track I'm (Nickel
roll with a Bavarian heart I'm territorial, wish I could look the door Aggressive localism with my dogs of war Small man's complex, you only get torn apart
, word to ride, nigga, yeah Aiyyo, we four or five niggaz with furs on Up top gated up, big tables got the reserves on Blowin' on saxophones, the band
role of superglue When I was falling apart Through all the papercuts And all the broken hearts You played the role of superglue When I was falling apart
had my little golden band on your hand Does my little band of gold mean nothing to you? To me, it means the world but you tore my world apart You're
Once you were together, now you're far apart One who swore to love you has gone and broke your heart But don't cry on your pillow, don't let it get you
of dough to blow Mo' trips, mo' whips Mo' money, I'm mo' rich Mo' haters, mo' clips Mo' jewels, mo' s*** Half a hundred grand in some rubber bands
calling you, to this place {Chorus} Run for your life, girl The band has packed away You better run for your life, girl get away Run for your life, girl The band
lights keep calling you To this place Run for your life, girl The band has packed away You better run for your life, girl Get away Run for your life, girl The band
a car rolls by with the windows rolled down And that war song is playing, ?why can?t we be friends?? Someone is screaming and crying in the apartment
go, let her go, God bless her Wherever she may be You may search this whole wide world over But she'll never find another sweetheart like me, yeah Take apart
night With a V-twin throbbing beneath me And my head is spinning alright Well, Ritchie and me, we started as kids In a rock 'n' roll band, on the street