you There?s no one to let you down When you got no one There?s no one to let you down Ooooh woo-oh-oh Ooooh woo-oh-oh All day long I sat around and
Played The Guitar And Had A Drink And A Laugh And After That You Would Lay Down And Show Me The Stars But Then 12 Months Later You Left Me Mentally Scarred To Hear
Take a step to the left - and one to the right And now turn round - do it on the other side Left hand on your hip - the right behind the neck Now hop
You know I shun fancy things like electricity At 4:30 in the morning I'm milkin' cows Jebediah feeds the chickens and Jacob plows... fool And I've been milkin' and
Was drowning in the pond And crying for his mum And jack came down And he pulled him out again And then he put his hands Over his simple head And all
find out every little thing about you You are so different compared to others We're attracted to each other I only hear your voice all day Now what
Crash That was you and me Started out so innocently Shattered on the ground I hear the sound Crash Ringing in my ears I still feel the sting of my tears
longer a movie but the shows aint over homos I’m back with a vengeance homie weezy keep ya head up TI keep ya head up, Kanye keep ya head up Don’t let
pull up and see some other dude's car parked and reach Up under the seat as your heart starts to beat Before you make a decision that's life altering And
? Shit, christina aguilera better switch me chairs So I can sit next to carson daly and fred durst And hear ’em argue over who she gave head to first
the other side of 8 Mile on Novara And that's when daddy went to California with his CD and met Dr. Dre And flew you and momma out to see me But daddy
from the beat of our heart Like the ground and the sound of the earthquake, And the rhythms that you make, You're makin' it shakes my head in two Rivers
Twist the cap off the bottle I take a sip and see tomorrow Gotta make if I have to beg and borrow Reading love letters, late night, locked down, and quiet
to my peoples when they ask for pictures Thinkin Cali just fun and bitches, hahaha Better learn about the dress code, B's and C's All them other niggaz
Smoke half a ounce to the head. Drop the top. Indo. Hawaiian. Lansbread. Buddha. All that shit. I'm fucked up in this motha fucka. And Hennessy don't help. And
Kadafi] Block run and shoot slugs We throw them back like hardballs Without the gloves No love for these fake desperados And thugs I bleed to envy Smoke and
be strong and in the process, keep you goin I'm bout to lose my composure, I'm gettin close To packin up and leavin notes, and gettin ghost Tell me who
I'ma get in the other car" "Aight" [a car revs up] [gunshots] [Chorus: 50 Cent] If there's beef, cock it and dump it, the drama really means nothin To me I'll ride by and
