Outta the Limo, to the plane in the pourin' rain I hate flyin' but there's no time for slow trains Another show to do, I gotta catch my crew They left
was a Saturday night on the streets of Cali Threw on my dope silk suit, brushed off my suede Bally's Threw on enough gold for any girl's pleasure Left
round my wrist, it was a perfect fit And said in my ear, "Want you to have it" Then she unzipped her dress, dropped it to the ground My mind was totally
weight pile The brothers was swole the attitudes was cold I felt the tension on the yard from the young and the old But I'm a warrior I got my ground
lies across this new divide There was nothing in sight but memories left abandoned There was nowhere to hide, the ashes fell like snow And the ground
The love we had has fallen The love we used to share You've left me here believing In love that wasn't there Change changing places Root yourself to the ground
Sparkling trees of silver foam Cast shadows soft in winter home Swaying branches breaking sound Lonely forests trembling ground Masquerading leaves of
Justice to the left of you Justice to the right Speak when you are spoken to But don't pretend you're right This life's not for living It's for fighting
I saw him on a Friday outside some run down saloon he was cryin over someone that he felt left much too soon I said, hey boy don't you cry tonight
it on the left You hear it on the left You hear it on the left left Left then the right right
outer waking up alone Without a blanket on to keep him from the dew When the water from the weeds had soaked the papers He'd been puttin' in his shoes to keep the ground
gonna settle down, huh I've got news for you, and I've still got a lot of leaving left to do And as long as there's a song left in this old guitar This
breathe Suffocating, something's wrong I feel so incomplete They stop and stare And try to drag us down Light the fuse, flip the switch Baby, hold your ground
But you left it all behind All the worldly possessions Are left for recollections And finally it's all gone With the horses that you ride And the feelings left
' round in fear You better duck and run Get under cover 'cause the change has come Storm warning, and it looks like rain Be nothin' left after the hurricane
no stets in my sound Hitting you hard from every direction Your head and your shoulder, area your midsection dawg When the saint on the ground with
clique Lovin' on that chick I left her In that club like, oh, shit Oh, it's Just another one of them classic T-Pain antics Got her makin' up brand new dances She get low to the ground
Can anybody help me? I'm outta plans Guess I left my world in somebody's hands I don't like to hurt but, but everyone gets weak Someone to rely on that