on our list to see Things to do, just you and me Calls to make from here and there and back We've got fun to have and days to spend Songs to sing
the side of a bridge and drown me (Uh huh) Spare my family, the details on how they found me (Yes) Vigil by candle light and gather 'round me (Farewell) And
Stone pages Broke down barriers of language and races Just call on the cape crusaders And leave it to me and Dre to pass the mic And we can play the back and
felony lovin the way the guns blow And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait Don't give nobody no coochie while I be locked up state I kiss my Mama goodbye, and
used to. Oh, this world isn't good enough, It don't deserve you. Cause you was an angel all along, And now god returned you. And heaven must be beautiful
felony lovin' the way the guns blow And even though we separated, you said that you'd wait Don't give nobody no coochie while I be locked up state I kiss my mama goodbye, and
guest I yawned in great pretence And took the proffered bowl of water heated up and washed And sipped my coffee in its tiny cup And then with much "merci-ing" and bowing and
off And smoke myself toothless I still be on the mic Spittin shit they call ruthless The truth is I go deaf dumb and blind in one ear And be the dopes
whiskey and my bed stayed full of whores Well they called my right a cannonball and my left they called the same And I left em' all lyin' half in blood and
believe it's happening again Your baby's gone, and you're all alone and it looks like the end. And you're back out on the street. And you're
my heart and soul And before I had a chance to take control We retired to your palace on the Pole Where we only had ourselves And the reindeer and the elves And
[Swano] Day and night just come and go I hate that life is so deceiving I feel this urge to turn away From all the sadness and grieving I find my way
off the side of a bridge and drown me (uh huh) Spare my family the details on how they found me (yes) Vigil by candle light and gather round me (farewell) And
Hello Hello?Do you read me? Copy that! Hello operator of the ceilings, conscience speaking, I?m trying to get the line to spread this emergency call
them hit the streets Spittin time with them and money got me feelin incomplete And I aint scared of any mothafucka fight the flames of hell But a child
