my own again Lost alone again Because of you I tried to tell you That I love you But you won't hear what I say I guess words get in the way Now it's
by spending the night. Otherwise let me see your head get small Less your hera to make the head get tall If not gon get lost cause that ain't me (If not gon get lost
behind bars what a way to show ya love back-homie you a friend for life for your crime I'm doin time in the Penn tonight it's bad enough I lost a family
side But you ain't in it when it comes to the homicide Niggaz better get up off that bullshit quick Caught up in the limelight gettin way too slick See
club and get blitz Pick up some chicks and get some digits And the DJ's playing them hits Oh this my jam, this my shit We don't know a word to a verse
And brought a thousand dollas worth of drinks and got poured up Damn my reality just set in And even when the phantoms leased them hoes wanna get in I
up, And brought a thousand dollas worth of drinks and got poured up, Damn my reality just set in, And even when the phantoms leased them hoes wanna get
until your face turn red I spit venom and send'em into a frenzy Tune in the revolution on reality TV Well you can get with this or you can get with
mirrors, lost in a paradox Lost and time is spinning, lost a nightmare I retrace Lost a hell that I revisit, lost another time and place Lost a parallel existence, lost
from myself Lost in a dream of mirrors Lost in a paradox Lost and time is spinning Lost a nightmare I retrace Lost a hell that I revisit Lost
the cherry in the middle I keep it honest, word to real, that's my promise Signin' off, truly yours, Nastradamus Thank God I found you I was so lost
Don King But wine drink within the danger zone lounging You need to be more aware of your surroundings Reality at times is astounding enough to get your
brought a thousand dollars worth of drinks and got pulled up Damn, my reality just set in And even when the Phantom's leased, them hos wanna get in
old will I be before I come of age for you? I get up, I get down. I get up, I get down. I get up, I get down. IV. Seasons Of Man Anderson/Howe The time
get me for all I got You could start by spendin' the night Otherwise let me see your head get small Unless you're here to make the head get tall If not gon' get
