can keep all your misery My lungs gave out as I faced the crowd I think that keeping this up can be dangerous I'm flesh and bone I'm a rolling stone
curiosity If you don't think I'm too rude Here's your chance to make your move I sit and wait for nobody People say that my style is so crazy I think
YOUR CURIOSITY IF YOU DON'T THINK I'M TOO RUDE HERE'S YOUR CHANCE TO MAKE YOUR MOVE I SIT AND WAIT FOR NOBODY PEOPLE SAY THAT MY STYLE IS SO CRAZY I THINK
in the light and it's got to be true You can't live by bread alone, you won't be satisfied You can't roll away the stone if your hands are tied Got to
savor it And while the niggas try to down it I like to save my shit See, brew's a must to me, so put your trust in me Yeah, I'm a stone-cold alcoholic
paper, snatch ya?" No, I really wish a nigga would turn and wanna take what's mine 'Cause I got an AK-47 shootin' trey-O times You didn't think I'm willing
up Hold up, and wait a minute It's time for Bone Thugs, 'cause y'all think that you can really hate, nigga [Chorus] [Krayzie] What makes a nigga think
y'all tried that Rollin' with the E since '93 Shuttin' shit down in the industry Nigga can you buy that I know y'all niggas wanna roll with pros And make
that for a small donation My lost soul would be saved I said I don't think so preacher I'll come back another day All I want, is to be a Rolling Stone
gobbles our way, rock'n'roll I wanna get up in the morning Tearin' down the walls I've got to face my music ?®Fore I face my lord To think this is over
I can take you or leave you alone Betcha I can kiss you Don't you know that I can dismiss you And you're dismissed now Like a rolling stone And how does
Oh and there's a party in the bedroom, They've got the mirror on the floor, And there's a guy who says he's from Rolling Stone Who shouldn't be here at
lately, I think I'm goin' crazy Tokin' on a vaporizer till my brain is broken baby Rarely sober, I can't help it I'm a stoner Always got that fresh out
the next I'm outta sight Just let it be just let things take flight Hey Papa, I'm a Rolling Stone Hey Papa, I'm a Rolling Stone too
the last teardrop falls Amy: Don't think, don't think, don't think about it baby David: Say you will... Together: Every time you feel your spirit grieve Don't think
Mercury] [From the album "A Night At The Opera" - 1974] So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye So you think you can love me and leave me to
'm not who you think I am I know who I am I'm not who you think I am I know who I am I'm not who you think I am I know who I am I'm rock I'm roll