your week ends. Chorus: Four more years of obeying authority, without question don't reach super sighted . There's only one thousand four hundred sixteen pages left to read, it
withstand the hunger strikes and all, Didn't do it to gain power or money if I recall, It's to give; I guess I'll pass it on, Mother thinks it'll lift
-ah. Hey! He's gonna sit by you. Another one rides the bus. There's a suitcase pokin' me in the ribs. There's an elbow in my ear. There's a smelly old
about? My body won't tell my mind what I've been thinking Before it's outta my mouth Ooow The minute I get upset, that's it, it's over I'm already outta
of swirl Rumbling, in a world of swirl In a world of swirl Everything's hazy, everything's a blur Isn't it amazing? checking outta where we were It's
choose wrong way, this isn`t after me. It`s my destiny, sometimes nobody knows what can happen to you Anybody can me alone, Everybody know that, and it`s
when it's going good It's going great I'm Superman With the wind in his back She's Lois Lane But when it's bad It's awful I feel so ashamed I snap Who
But instead of feeling sorry for yourself do something about it Admit you got a problem you brain is clouded you pouted long enough It isn’t them it’s
this joint, no exception, so just point a direction, and record the pig's oink- When I rip his intestines This isn't just an infection; this won't go
than before They first were divorce, throwin her over furniture (ahh!) It’s the return of the... "ah, wait, no way, you’re kidding, He didn’t just say
' But now it's elevated cuz once you put someone's kids in it The shit gets escalated, it ain't just words no more is it? It's a different ball game,
t wait till Kim sees me Now is it worth it? Look at my life how is it perfect? Read my lips bitch, what, my mouth isn't workin? You see this finger, oh it's
boo-boo on her throat It's just a little scratch - it don't hurt, her was eatin dinner while you were sweepin and spilled ketchup on her shirt Mama's messy isn't
me it's by my side I'm takin some of y'all with me it's by my side I'm makin sure they won't forget me it's by my side To all the niggaz tryin to get
's when it just happens And I snap and it's a wrap, and it's a scrap an then it isn't crap is it? Hip-Hop isn't a sport anymore when you got to go and
, she's really done it, And seein' her just isn't something I can stomach, Back it up, back it up, If you talkin' shit to me, Smack it up, smack it up
blame To blame I've tried to explain what it's doing to me Arguing over the simplest things You try to make life how you want it to be Upset everyday isn't
word that often drowns behind the illusions Yet we always try to encourage our disbelieves with such a frailty word Because we both know that starting over isn’t
