Watch as they pass by It's so hard but we are holding on These are the best days of our lives These are the days, these are the days [x10]
how cold And frostbit I've become, my back's against the wall When push come to shove, I just stand up and scream fuck 'em all Man, it feels like these walls are
down My sound is fast forward, hold up I'm just a runway show But I wear that so my plane need my runway clothes Cashmere sweats, they come out next year But these
em up good so the dogs can't smell 'em, come on Brown paper bag (Thank God for that) Brown paper bag Thank God for those days, thank God for those nights
the Grammy?s I like to go cool out with the family Sippin', reminiscing on days when I had a Mustang and now I'm First class up in the sky Flyin' first class, livin' my life In the fast
, after the Grammy's I like to go cool out with the family Sippin', reminiscing on days when I had a Mustang and now I'm First class up in the sky Flyin' first class, livin' my life In the fast
Seems like these days the whole world's on fire Things keep blowing the hell up And while all those rubber neckers and lucky louies stand and slackjaw
, is Mike there? Last name Rotch Hold on, I'll check My crotch! My crotch! Hey, has anybody seen my crotch lately? Listen to me, you little puke One of these days
fools, walkin' jack moves Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves Woke up this morning with the thought of robbin' A bank to get rich, ain't ate in days
spendin my time preventin my mind flippin and goin insane/ and now that we comin up on these last days well into the fast lane/ its only contributin to
[Styles P:] Dark forces, get on the level Cause you might see an iced out cross on the Devil Illuminati and Masons, what are we facing? See you at the
forever (whatever) Cheat me once, shame on you Cheat me twice, shame on me I'm an idiot That I couldn't see whats underneath That beautiful face Or these warm or worse days
Hey, nice piano playin', Manilla Thank you, Miss M Whatcha doin' these days? Makin' records Really? Yes, really Do you still play piano for people? Well
high rollers was living, until the task force came A lot of ghost-towns and memories, bad-blooded enemies So many die with the same gangster pride that entered me These are
'm old before I die She's not feelin' stable She's unable to breathe Her heart's beatin' faster So I'll ask her to leave These are strange days We're
These are the days that make up the lifetimes These are the lifetimes that make up generations These are the lifetimes that make up generations These are the days These are
't never seen nothin' like this before Y'all been gettin' straight cook up nigga, we straight raw And if you did, you lyin' to yourself for these past days
