your thing Do the damn thing baby Cmon bring it now Go back like 8 tracks and cadillacs Way before crack even similac Hell wit the wire taps New booby
girls, just ugly faces From frustration, first inclination Is to become a monk and leave the situation But every dark tunnel has a light of hope So don't hang yourself
I can't conceive that leaves will grow on trees In loweth the breeze and come back next spring But the perplexities of life brings more days that form new
the love? (The love) Where is the love? (The love) Where is the love? The love, the love It just ain't the same, old ways have changed New days are strange
, Peas don't eevr doubt it, From here to New Orleans, I'll improve 'em, bout it bout it, When a days I do a Michael, To the days of being jailed
Lets see those moves, c'mon! For the brand new direction on the compass rose Try following the path of the yellow brick Cross the zebra track down on
on your own , everybody there just passes you by Nobody seems to care if you flash your underwear , no, I don't tell no lie Your vested days are done
lies become reality you numb yourself with drugs and TV Pick yourself up it's a brand new day so turn yourself round Don't burn yourself, turn yourself turn yourself
How sick of me must you be by now? While you're standing just outside of what your pride will allow Always reaching into yourself to find a new way to
; ".. so you do yourself, an injustice, to judge me By yesterday, when I have moved on.." [billy danze] Since it's a brand new year, I got a brand new
might find...with an instrumental Acapella jus fo u to sing along to But its the beats that make you bounce in the club tho Treats are, always ready to bring the new
days, grande vanilla lattes, And bein taryn age 22 I used to be crazy in love w/someone crazy as me Course we broke up so then I wrote the wreckoning Well let me bring
art From New York to Cali, some day they'll all know Cincinnati, Milwaukee, Chicago Now I've come a long way from the younger days When I used to look
, come on Drop that, come on, drop that, come on Like stop, bring it back, bring it back We got that balance keepin' us on track Like stop, bring it back, bring
We go deranged and remain living the last days in the haze of purple micro I remember when I was a high school star Had the proom queen, scholarship, brand new
yourself, an injustice, to judge me by yesterday, when I have moved on.." [Billy Danze] Since it's a brand new year, I got a brand new attitude and a brand new
feed the dog hawker Talking 'bout your mic days and your breakdancing Not enhancing, you sound tired Oh, shit, I didn't know you like to play yourself
you brings, Maybe my thing is her. Today is made up of yesterday and tomorrow; Young Girl Sunday Blues, and all her sorrow; Ah, come into my mind. Let yourself