believe that she's gone. I'm not here and this isn't happening. Make this a dream because I really can't believe that she's gone. We'll wake up and she
believe that she's gone (I'm not here and this isn't happening) Make this a dream because I really can't believe that she's gone (We'll wake up and she
said, 'we haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty-nine' And still those voices are calling from far away, Wake you up in the middle of the night
even though I'm low on bread And my partna Duke called me, and said he was coming over You know what that mean, them boys out the Clover ain't never sober
And it ain't more, hollering out my roll dog's name on tape Unless it's fuck you, and in front of it followed up by a K No more, hollering out my roll
of silly games And all the drama got me stressin like I'm hopeless, I can't cope Me and the homies smokin roaches, cause we broke Late night hangin out
or leave it on a Saturday night If what you see is what you get then gimme a bite Here comes the ladies, they're so insecure Leave it to the boys and
saddle with, If we was out in the midwest I?d tip cattle with The one I sip tea with and used to climb trees with Dedicated to the one I fell out of
the neighbours up all night I go to her when I'm feeling slack The girl's using me as a punching bag I think that I could help her out But the girl's
and he'd roar all night and I guess he's roaring yet One day he fell in a prospect hole, in a roaring bad design And in that hole he roared out his soul
that has so much goin' on Could leave you paranoid Like now theres poppin noise Please dont just think its project boys Whether your urban life or your suburban nights
