luck, I need a best friend I need a rough dog, I need a mountain I need some new clothes, a tv, a cause A trip to nirvana, a thrill of applause I need a
A paint splattered wall A carton of cigarettes A bouquet of corpses A dying forest A nurtured garden A privatized prison A candle with a broken
A paint splattered wall A carton of cigarettes A bouquet of corpses A dying forest A nurtured garden A privatized prison A candle with a broken wick A
a milk box slogan saying WANTED PLEASE GET THIS KID POP'D 50 Mill for reward but damm use wont get me cause use all have pisbon on me man I dont give a fuck for
a dollar at a time For one chance One kiss One taste of you my black madonna I'd sell My soul My self-esteem a dollar at a time One taste One taste One
everything that's born gotta go, and I really think that's a shame And I'm so tired of reminiscin', trying to put a face to a name You put my grandfather
you're not Jen I wanna make you feel the way you should You have to let things go to keep them close What we do today Already has a name Is anything but a
Executive on the 27th Floor "Hold my calls I'll be gone for a minute" is what that guy said closing the door "Won't be long it'll just take a minute
, bring your ears a little closer Before you call this a diss, and you make Hova pissed Why would I wanna do that? When I'm just the new cat That was taught if a
use every time 50 on stage singing like Bitches only for your shit just a lil bit Niggaz only for your shit just a lil bit On my album 50 helped me just a
fuck it we can bang My Cali headbusters'll show you how to throw them things I'm too connected like John Gotti and Nino For a small fee they find your
to think with Or I can leave 'em hangin' on the wall What you do when a nigga come through with game too Strictly for the nigga with scrilla and name you A
too. Hannah: Ok! Lily: Without even a towel as a souvenir Hannah: Buh-Bye Lily: nothing but my memories that will fade, too too quickly! Hannah: Alright
. Miley: Daddy! There was a one and a million chance you were going to be a rockstar and that happened, there was a one in a million chance that i'd be
from state, For makin' it, mate, just a Q and A. Still ghetto wit de mind of a needle A cricket in the cheater, Draw a nine millimeter up. Makin it, '
take life for real Forced into a world where we live to get killed Or die from the causes of life's courses Watch your step dun move cautious It's a
m out of touch with the people who feel this type of pain You might just aim for a day that its raining to strike a vein to take my name in Changing your
on moving to the door groove Shot a ghost in the back to the old school Back for revenge like a terror somebody drop a dime or ran, a cop said I dare