or never, now or never Now or never, now or never Yo, opportunities lost because I blew 'em On the sunniest days of my life, I cried through 'em Moms is out
days go by and her belly gets big The father bails out, he ain't ready for a kid Knowin' her momma would blow it all out of proportion Plus she lives
seen you naked But I'ma wait it out I'm bout to see that drought Cuz if I hit it now these feelings take a different route So, I'm on some 40 days and
name Pronto Yo, we whiping off slugs Before they blow like 380 grains that fit inside milis You know the dili Born God I'm on a different flex at night
I used to think that when this was all over You might feel different about me Yeah I always knew, one of these days you'd come around Now I wonder if
get caught I seen it happen in alot of ways In the hood young killers get alot of praise The hotter days bring music and pussy, even chicken and kids Older folks discuss life and how different
I wanna be I can feel there's something different Burning inside of me When I fade away from where I wanna be I can feel there's something different Burning inside
the moonlight shined upon her hair And we were trying different things, we were smoking funny things Making love out by the lake to our favorite song Sipping whiskey out
see it through I'm forever in love with you. Ben: show me affection In all different ways Give you my heart For the rest of my days. Mark: with you
[Intro] [paper crinkling] What is this? This was written for you? You want me to say this? Yes, I want you to say this Stay out of the wonderland baby
, Father, before I forget Thank you for all that you have been to me And just in case you are wonderin' I love you Yeah Oh hmm I know that our differences
raise, Why people these days Like slaves to the craze Are somehow hell bent Yet always content with fortune's spent On desperately tryin' to be different
a softer red Oh, you should see the world inside my head I feel better when I paint my days With purple seas and left out grays Strange is just a different
the days, but I've come to face the day when my childhood was taken away. these movements of displacement say: yesterday will never be back again. (build a wall around inside out
Mandragora With your root so thick, you are the male Black as the night on the outside Inside you're like a moon You look so human So different from
Ernie with socks on his ears) And there are chilly days in winter (Ernie cramming a wooly hat on Bert's head) Out laughing in the snow (out in the snow
insides are black He?s in his mid forties and he has to go backAnd he can?t even smoke while he waits for his plane The uniform?s different, but the
See it was one of them days (yeah) Like wakin' up in the stormy weather in your mind thinkin' Ooohh, this could be so much better (I'm tellin' y'all)