We want all very simple things but we know very little And so we get very complicated stuff love and such, 'cause all in all we're beautiful How easily
: [I. Overture] [Instrumental] [II. About to crash] She can't stop pacing She never felt so alive Her thoughts are racing Set on overdrive It takes
jacking off when he showers You flowers got no clout with a thing You could date a stick of dynamite and wouldn't go out with a bang I showered the slang, simple
I crash and burn I got a lot of things to learn Where would we be now baby, if we found each other first What would you do now darling, if I said these simple
get off this phone" Damn, how'd I get into this scam Roll in a car with the trunk worth 5000 grand I came up from the curb, word First thing it rocks
thinks they can live being just one. One time it will be the real thing, next time it will be the real thing, condition ourselves to think there is a real thing
fuck up! And dippity DO what we gotta Who we gotta When we gotta It's murder murder mur murder murder--don't think about it! One thing about it: them
, back seat, just sit in Four hoes on a black tryna put their bid in Girl, put it to work, you gon' do the damn thing Happen, the rest of y'all, eat dirt
holla at you in a minute F'real, ha ha {*"pump ya brakes"*} [Verse One: Will Smith] All this excess, stress I can't take it Slow that thing down, pump
brakes"*} Wanna holla at you in a minute F'real, ha ha {*"pump ya brakes"*} [Verse One: Will Smith] All this excess, stress I can't take it Slow that thing
gotta get off this phone Damn, how'd I get into this scam Roll in a car with the trunk worth 5000 grand I came up from the curb, word First thing it
Love don't show in the pavement cracks There will be no turning back Where is my comfort zone? A simple place to call my own 'Cause everything I wanna be Comes crashing
drove it in, he drove it home, he drove it deep in johnny The boy disappeared, johnny fell on his knees, Started crashing his head against the locker, Started crashing
Galloway' edition Is yo' mother fuckers still pushin' expeditions? Won't catch a bitch like na na rollin' in 'em Small thing, bitch we own things Give
I'm all about Axion, Verbal bigspin I Crooked grind your melon for not listenin', I'm beyond regular, you stuck in fakie position The funny thing is
When I cross over the Jordan I know that I'll be running home to You It's always the simple things It's always the obvious that crashes over me It's
