You're in the way-o, mouse craze across the room Should of seen, he stopped traffic She's still a hooker snap, didn't I tell you don't pop crack 'Cuz
dull shade of blue And the traffic sounds, the lights uptown Make a sad and uninviting scene to walk into But the blue of the night Everything in daylight Don't even begin, to be
others left inside. Nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide. The burned out shells of south-bound traffic lay strewn along a cold stretch of would-be interstate
calm you down And she tries to point it out you should be glad (BRIDGE) Don't you try to hide Maybe you'll just have to bide 'Ain't it time you fight
m late again Don't bother even coming in It looks like the drinks are on me I just wanna be happy, I don't wanna be sad I just wanna be happy, is it too
't believe You still can't believe I didn't believe it then And I don't believe it now I didn't believe it then And I don't believe it now I didn't
't goin be that,you shoulda ate or bought'cha ass a plate Cos on this date we just fuckin till it's late I ain't Romeo,Prince Charming or knight in
doing this than being stuck in school I can't believe you're wearing those brand new shiny shoes, I'm a better anarchist than you I don't have sex and there will be
others left inside. Nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide. The burned out shells of south-bound traffic lay strewn across a cold stretch of would-be interstate
I go in and go in Of the po'ins, and the rope man Crucial conflict was smokin' But a nigga like me, I don't be chokin' So I proceed at low speed, low
When he got old enough to stutter he said I don?t listen but I-I-I can hear The eloquence of traffic, yeah the milk ponds sad lament It?s a requiem of
sec be at the places I be Hey, I'ma be back on the deck, opening Business in places for you to cash your check My, neck of the woods ain't all good ain
could be sad all day but I don't feel like it (No!) It's been a bad, bad day but who gives a shit (Huh?) I could be sad all day but I don't feel like
, I've been sayin that all day [Chorus] [Canibus] The valet don't remember nothin, he didn't leave the engine runnin I jump in, don't bless him with
to mourn the fall He made it out to Colorado When he got tired of the flat I ain't too worried about that boy He don't wear no cowboy hat I sure miss
motorhome parked down in Cancun, Yea I look forward to lookin' back with you. Oooh if our maker calls and takes me, And leaves you here alone, Don't be sad
, Lyn, say hello to your uncle Mark' 'Heeey' These uncles, seemingly endless in number, travel from all over the world to visit their nieces The girls don't
?m like ?naw? Went mine you go your way Don?t stalk and be at my doorway Like Troy you don?t get no play Don?t call me I don?t want no date I got a