day you will return Well it's alright, it's okay And I won't worry about tomorrow For it brings me one more day It's alright, it's okay Well I won'
it's getting better Knowing I will be with you It's alright It's okay I won't worry about tomorrow For it brings me one more day Closer than I was to
Vertaling: Derde Dag. Dit is in orde.
do I do confess it's getting better Knowing I will be with you It's alright It's okay I won't worry about tomorrow For it brings me one more day Closer
And then I woke up, this is not a bad dream I don't really wanna talk about it 'Cause every time I talk about it, I go off about it And every time I
rent due on the first but right now it's the third Telling yourself it's gon' get better but ain't believing a word Feel like it's hard to deal, tomorrow it's
exquisite artism inquire all, who is it? It's a deliciously daring delicacy I eat to exist Oh, he's waving those words, I want seconds and thirds Oh, hush, that's
into existence By any means necessary Alright, let's start some mo' shit Straight up on the movement tip With forces strong as Allah's my third eye
the day She's too young to be her mother, so he asked, how you doin'? She said, "Eww! It smells like somebody been screwin'? I hope it wasn't y'all
be afraid And if you come up sho't, that's how the game was played First it's Dr. Jekyll, and then it's Mr. Hyde It was a groovy ride, now kiss yo' ass
third brother of five Doing whatever I had to do to survive I'm not saying what I did was alright Trying to break out of the ghetto was a day to day
(It's alright, it's alright) It's so much like being naked It's alright, it's alright, it's alright It's alright, it's alright, it's alright If, you
my life I thought I had it all, but the best gift was life The third gem I'ma brand new father Of a healthy baby boy and it's making me work harder
how we do it at the Playaz Club Check the fool or kick it in the tub 'Cuz we kick much ass at the Playaz Club You can't resist it but don't get it twisted
the day (I was so cool) Back in the day (The coolest one in school) It was back in the day (Well I can't lie to you) Back in the day (I was a nerdy little
I thought like "nahh" So I reached under my seat, and I grabbed my shit It was a chrome four five with the kung fu grip Stuffed it inside my dickies
to I play my music loud because you know it's got clout to it {It's a trip, it's got a funky beat, and I can bug out to it} (I) A.W.O.L DJ Hurricane
