its still to soon to call it love but i noe its more than just a crush were getting closer everyday and when you look at me that way alli can say CHORUS
that paid your way Don't preach, You're drilling a hole in my ceiling, Too bad it won't rain But who's living without any feeling, So don't you complain, Sorry doesn't
Where did they go? Where did everybody go? I wanna know We could’ve tried. Why did everybody cry, If you weren’t mine? Now, everything is gonna change
, 4! Everybody makes mistakes Everybody has those days Everybody knows what, what? I'm talkin? 'bout Everybody gets that way Everybody makes mistakes Everybody
o Lyrics Don?t send me down the hole Don?t send me down the hole Don?t send me down the hole Which
a fuss No I don't believe in global warming And I don't care About the size of the hole in the ozone layer These days guys like me just don't fit in
I still ain?t pussy fuck it, everybody can get it when you?re this hot, everybody?s a critic but when you?re this high everybody?s a midget all this mean
Cause he bought yours and you bought his Bought his cars, his clothes, and he bought the coke Now he looks good and you look smoked It doesn't take much
You can't stop me now, you can't stop me No, you can't stop me now, you can't stop me You can't stop me now, you can't stop me You can't stop me baby
on the wood And it ain't no time for no shecky, shecky That's when I call on a black girl named Betty Y'all looking for the only truth and it doesn't
a million, ...from the top of the building, I brick them ... I could see it with my eyes right, it wasn't hustle, it's a pig that don't fly right? You
think that we might shoot ya You won't leave without bullet holes ese So it doesn't matter to me if you got your quette 'cause you won't know where the
'm like it don't matter How does it feel? Bink bitch How does it feel? It probably feels wack Ladies and gentlemen How does it feel? Phat or Wack? How
underground baby real underground baby this clown don't smile and honk your nose this clown don't wear pink goofy clothes this clown don't mind your
Everybody's lookin' for somethin' Somethin' to fill in the holes We think a lot but don't talk much about it 'Till things get out of control, oh How
't lie, ain't no love for the other side Jealousy inside, make 'em wish I died Oh my Lord, tell me what I'm livin' for Everybody's droppin' got me knockin
sin, to look so well I want to publish scenes And rage against machines I wanna pierce my tongue, it doesn't hurt it feels fine But you don't look
