 Every single day I want to hear you say I had the worst day of my life. When I'm feeling down, gagged and bound, with my lungs hanging out from the inside. And all the roads we have to walk along are winding And all the lights that lead us there are blinding There are many things that I would like to say to you but I don't know how. Let's go! I just wanna let you know, This situation leaves me outta breath. Im sure uve heard it all before Maybe you don’t know me anymore is that what u wanna hear back, looking back, looking back at me I'm not how I used to be Theres always some1 fuckin hangin on Second chances they don’t evr matter people never change I can feel the pressure If u keep askin me I’ll melt away in the summer air Its too bad no regrets By now you shoulda somehow realized what u gotta do I had to be there I had to be there I had to be there I had to be there it’s not a question but a lesson learned in time Were just 2 lost souls swimming ina fish bowl And tell me are you a bad fish too, are u a bad fish too? but not gonna be willing to change, and it doesn’t seem likely to fade Fuck you too bitch call the cops I'mma kill you and them loud ass muthafuckin barkin dogs And there's a million of us just like me who cuss like me; who just don't give a fuck like me who dress like me; walk, talk and act like me and just might be the next best thing but not quite me! Work sux, I know I left an hour late, I was laid up Prescribe pills, to offset the shakes, to offset the pills Exersizing self control How close is close enough Save me from the enemy myself Well don't call me by my full name, And all this is temporary. Well don't talk about it; Write it down but don't ask for help. I can't be honest with even myself. Did you ever wish you were somebody else? Ya'll know me still the same ol' G Look for me young b cruizin down the EASTSIDE highway hotter then a set of twin babies In a Mercedes Benz wit the windows up When the temp goes up to the mid 80's Its easy if u do it right Ill get to judging make u see my appeal ima writer , a poet, a genius I know it. I don’t buy cheeba, I grow it. Pick it, pack it, fire it up, come along and take a hit from the bong I’m skill it, there’s water inside don’t spill it. It smells like shit on the carpet. Are you smokin marijuana and I said yes I am And when the cops came through Me and pheebs stood next to a burnt down house Wit a can full of gas and a hand full of matches And still weren't found out (Right here!) From here on out it's the Chronic 2 It’s about comin up and stayin on top and screamin 187 ona motherfuckin cop Do ya know what that means mang? young and wild and free 10 o’clock at night but my day just begin So where's all the mad rappers at It's like a jungle in this habitat Whatever… ill prolly just get hit by a car anyways Eastside walk it out, Westside walk it out ♥ 
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