I'm supposed to figure out tomorrow But all that I can think about is yesterday I'm supposed to figure out tomorrow But all that I can think about is yesterday
' for somethin' you ain't quite found yet And yer knee-deep in the dark water with yer hands in the air And the whole world's a-watchin' with a window
freedom. Nostalgia, that's what we want...the good ol' days...when we gave'em hell. When the buck stopped somewhere and you could still buy something with
, left the 9 at home You see the streets have me stressed somethin terrible Fuckin with the corners have a nigga up in Bellevue or h.d.m., hit with numbers
self into their system of Paganomics Stand with us and don't look back upon it Just face this mindstate Otherwise Babylon... (My memories of yesterday
they olsen twinin But I'm so committed, they have grown familiar With the counterfit hitters they soso with it but they a sosa with it. They Mark McGuire with
Sister, visit us while you still can, Sister, don?t you forget my number, on the door. You?ve got something and it?s so good to see, Something wonderful
fight fire with fire, fire with fire Fire with fire Through desire, desire -sire, desire Through your desire We'll fight fire with fire, fire with fire Fire with
t eating they Olsen twining But I'm so committed they have grown familiar With the counterfeit hitters they so-so with it, but they are Sosa with it They Mark McGuire with
cerveza with tequila [Chorus x2] You know every weekend I say I'm never gonna drink again But I'm always going back to the cantina with mi familia I got something
you, twenty missed calls Six messages, your voice mail's full I call you back, call you back later Something in my brain pulls at my heart Dialing your number
I dialed your number on the phone yesterday Thinking you would answer and then I remembered A conversation we had, had not so long ago Talking about our
good as (A Milli) yet Chat rooms or something that I'm normally glued to But I don't wanna conversate with none of you fools 'Cause you think he's good
to me And kisses me on the lips This is the happiest day that I've ever had D-Boi got released yesterday from prison and it made me mad If something
anything" Logical inconsistency is the Mr. Bubble I bathe in Each and every evening, except for yesterday evening When I roller bladed over to the Masonic Temple To play pinochle with
