So your life sucks without me, But don't worry, you've got to make believe. But I've gotta tell you that the fire in my friends, Is warm enough, is
I've never been quite the answer you wanted; just a reflection you could sing but never believe in. And I know it doesn't sound grown up now, but someday
to figure out the difference. I won't take my chances stuck in your speakers, like i'll be waiting when you get lost filling your nothing with my empty words and stories
baby sits in front of mtv Watching violent fantasies While dad guzzles beer with his favorite sport Only to find his heroes are all coked up Classic, original, the same old story
'd better stay on the porch In Minnesota, Virginia Beach Wisconsin, I got freaks Atlanta, Little Rock Louisville, it don't stop Kansas City, Missouri I rock
got a whole story board for you, boy your da plot, Your gettin got whether you try to avoid it or not, Apology not accepted boy, Detroit is a rock, We
by the blue street lights of four cities My heros died in prison George Jackson Action, she's Buttaflyin, I'm cool eyein And I rock snow low unless a
the massause She can't do it for me, do it for God I got the mix CD on pause with all DeBarge Oil me up, please, my nuts, read me a story Tuck me in,
that's a story in itself so I head to my bedroom Throw on some drawers and pick out a costume I think ill rock these blue jeans and this tee shirt
differentiate snakes from those that love me, There's a thin line between happiness and hopeless, An even thinner line between on point and out of focus, BUT Back to my story
'em lick the balls Now the dagger's in my back pocket, I hear the track I rock it Pull your arm outta socket, reachin for the cockpit Rock shit, roll
it wasn't no thang Rapper dies of aids but you hardly mention Rocker blows his face off and becomes a legend Heroine and a shot gun and a hero was made
the sound Threw down, now scoop this Here we go, like back in the days The true heroes, MC's, DJ's The Hollis Crew, we rocked the spot Female groupies
Cinderella And the outlaws, the hustlers and the heroes They never seem to fall It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter what The outcome of the story is
a blaze of glory A soldier story, livin' off nothin' but instinct Bitch niggaz continue to floss an' lip-sync An' I'ma just continue to flow, while rockin
she can't do it for me, do it for God I got the mix CD on pause with all DeBarge Oil me up, please, my nuts, read me a story Tuck me in, something like
new songs, no new heroes Standing on the sidelines watching the flow Waiting for the day the circle's broken Took the mic to save day The rock star'
up dead from the sleep Just like a diamond watch me shine,bright like the sun,make you want to pull a gun and buck 2 shots for the Peckerwood rockin'