if you're wondering What this all is leading to? I want to make it with you I really think that we could make it, girl No, you don't know me well In
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wont you please wake me up wont you please bring me back daydream fantasy and my mind went to sleep eyes closed up from you with my heart heavy so wont you
it up yeah and you cant get drastic everybody knows that your fake and your plastic so please don't come with that wack shit sound boy I think you need
of these snakes It's better off they dyin' in a pit full of snakes Mistake inside yourself, that be the first head you take It's better off you dyin'
make it out, take it out Now my cellmate talkin' bout breakin' out Look, I told that fool it was impossible Too much of an obstacle If you get caught you
I'm doin' it Promise to stay true in it Doin' it, but never let another soul ruin it And things ain't what it seem Make money to spend it, I got my scheme
Just because you wild in the club you ain't thug Sports gloves and gold mugs you ain't thug Tattoos and hard screws don't make you thug Sucker for love
days across the ages And a year or two pass by with every night. It makes me know if i should ever leave this world before you do When you follow you
people say... You made it, you made it Our local boy has made it good You made it, you made it Overnight Sensation in Hollywood Back again, make the
search the world to find the words to make it right All I want is just the way it used to be With you here close to me I've got to make you see That
I travel all this way for you Seconds make mintues Make hours make days I've added it all up a million ways Multiply that times a fact that when I'm with you
right ladies first) So peep it - you see this girl Who been poppin mad shit about you So I want you to get into it a little bit I want you to cru-cru
It Is In Heaven) Chorus: (On the planet) Earth, it was my place of birth Born to be the sole controller, of the universe Drinking with the
po', you set your accountants office on fire It's like this: they loan you $1 For you just to break even, they stack $10 When you finally make one dollar
but po', you set your accountants office on fire It's like this: they loan you $1 For you just to break even, they stack $10 When you finally make one
, There ain't nuthin to it. But she only makes love on September 22 And the belle of the dance The night she beckons And she reckons that it'll be another
one big strong woman You and little Granpa David raised up there They all had families We all come back to see you You hugged us all in turn Cocked you
