if you were mine Oh, if you were mine If you were mine I'd have the world I'd have the world if you were mine If you were mine, if you were mine I'd
lose count but together, we?ll live forever, we found the youth fountain our love is crazy, we?re nuts, but I refused counsellin? this house is too huge, if
man, I don't give a damn, Cause God got me & if u don't know you better ask somebody... [Verse 2:] 800 days minimum wage about to lose your house if
criminals If I die, I wonder if heaven got a ghetto Chorus (to :27 from fade) Just think, if niggaz decide to retaliate (Soldier in the house) I wonder if
never meant to leave but I was wanted Crossed too many people every house I'd touch was haunted Had to watch the strangers every brother was in danger If
to where I done my growin' if you must know go somewhere over the rainbow the adventures of a cosmic hero from planet to planet my tags a crater if you
no conclusion And in the final hour, I'll be a confident coward Cause if we stand for nothing, we'll fall for anything You're not a hero, you're a
shit out: I got my nigga Layzie Bone in the muthafuckin' house Bizzy Bone in the muthafuckin' house, Wish Bone And the muthafuckin' bomb is in the muthafuckin' house
in temporary world status And when one shows he posed threat to this one This one will make that one into none Simple equation, zero, you shouldn't play hero If
wow wow yippy yo yippy yay Dogg Pound's in the motherfuckin house C'mon, bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay The Dogg Pound's in the motherfuckin house Ayo
tell the house band don't you dare interrupt me Thanks to my mother for never givin up You deserve the world, now gon live it up Thanks to uncle steve my hero
PERSON Or if he just SMILES A LOT), (What?) Or if he has a son named 'PINOCCHIO', Or what? Whether he's really a NICE PERSON or if he has a son named
. Out on the road in the direction of Perth, Backwards and forwards in a circle they went. Found a city half open and ready to greet, The conquering heros
- supersmugs! For today is the day when they sort it out, sort it out, these Christian soldiers fight to protect the poor. East end heroes got to
been surprised by the way the world looks now. They don't know if they want to be Matt Dillon or Bob Dylan. They don't know if they want to be diplomats
of houses, and cars, and fresh-cut lawns aren't dreams when they become real. And somehow I understood what my mother meant by "Good morning, Columbus." And even if