and the times they get tough you see got this shit sorted coz my boys got my back and im where i need to be where i need to be where i need to be do
dies And I get frightened I, see I get frightened Chorus: Oh how, oh how I need you baby You keep me from going crazy I really need you baby, need
on this earth right now I'd much rather be 'Cause goddammit, I'm glad that I'm me I said if you could be where I'm at (Buh, bye) You'd wanna be you too
there aint no-one on this Earth right now I'd rmuch rather be cause God-dammit I'm glad that I'm me I said if you could be where I'm at (bye bye) you
what I did, be smart, don't be a retard You gonna take advice from somebody who slapped Dee Barnes? What'chu say? What's wrong? Didn't think I'd remember? I
I begin To tell you all the things I feel when you're with me? The day we met I knew I'd fall so easily You must believe you're givin' everything I need
taking nothin' A high tech extremist, Gatorade, paid ya boy some money To lay up on the low, swinging beamers I need to be an actor,but instead, I'd rather be
what I did, be smart, don't be a retard You gonna take advice from somebody who slapped Dee Barnes What'chu say? (What's wrong, didn't think I'd remember?) I
Man I spit that pimp talk, you hang out where the pimps collide It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride This ain't the pimp camp, pimp limp,
reminiscin' 'bout them niggaz that murdered my buddy I wonder when will I be happy, ain't nothin' funny Flashbacks of bustin' caps, anything for money Where am I goin' I
have to beat me Before I learn how to play? And where are the authorities When you need somebody blown away And how many arrows do I have to suffer Before I
Soma so hard that it can never be mended To this day they show no remorse Their idea of parental guidance, would be to always use force What makes this
know what i'm about out here I don't toot my own horn 'cause i don't have to You can run your own mouth, i don't care If you get too close i'm gon' clap
I give a fuck where you from, who you be with Keep this a secret, right by the nuts a .45 that'll lite niggas up and this .45 high make me not give a
Weed, weed, what a relief Where will my eighth a day habit cease? This an agricultural service announcement You can treat it and you can douse it Let
vexed So I be ghost for my projects I take my pen and pad for the week And hittin' Ls while I'm sleepin' A two day stay, you may say I need the time
by that I wonder where I'd be there's a hole, I can't seem to fill and sometimes I can't breathe I've had so much to be thankful and I am but I need
