family When one lost, it's sad to see, damn it's me A friend you will always be Above all things, you taught me to pursue my dreams With joy it brings, at
how those tear-gas tears bring out his eyes Love is always such a fragile thing And who knows what the future might bring But I know that we can see it
a place that you can hang You're always on the lookout for a group to call a gang Because the world is such a better place when people have your back A
Jamaican but Such occasions occur back in the day It begins you're a raw kid all the way Son of a gun but they you drifted All are endowed but few are
be callin', son like a ghost So let's make a toast to my liver and my kidneys Pour out a little Henny, here's to gout in your twenties Not many niggaz make it
You can act a fool if you wanna (Bitch) It's this lyrical piranha Strapped with a grenade In the pool with your mama Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom Twist nothin up like a condom Slap it
Shaniqua? Not a not a not a, not a damn thing What's Duke Ellington without that swing? What's Alex Haley if it doesn't have roots? What's a weekend
quite just, but it's just quite impossible, a robe and a robe and a robe and a bat, no double class inverse could make lying worth dying with cheap
you believe in me like I believe in you This love's exactly how I picture It's such a joy when I receive all that I need in you We're flowing smooth just like a
I Need I need some good luck, I need a best friend I need a rough dog, I need a mountain I need some new clothes, a tv, a cause A trip to nirvana, a
got diseases From a chumash tribe The vibe gets kind of scary Like she thinks I'm ordinary Like it's all just temporary Like her toes are kind of hairy But it's all
Some get up early Some never pay Get used to it, girlie It's all for fun anyway There's big ceremonies And things that go fast Your cheer is such a treasure
's coming tonight, yeah It's all about, all about, simple things, simple things Like when we're all together having such a good time It's the simple things
a whoopee spot Where the gin is cold But the piano's hot It's just a noisy hall Where there's a nightly brawl And all That Jazz [Announcer] Make that
throwin' a fit (nope) I know I'm a bit flaky- but they make me It's they who hate me and say they can takee (c'mon) It's they whose legs I break and make achey It's
to be. One, two, take a look at you Death by matrimony! I remember when he such fun and everthing was fine, I remember when we use to have a good time
them disappear And that's what it's all about That's why I can't make it I'm not strong enough to disappear It takes a supernatural being to disappear
you girl, But it's just not fair to you The things I put you through (yeah) It's just not fair to you You deserve better for you, yeah Said it's just