It kinda just hits me in waves Like a wrestler stuck in a phony career I didn't know the odds were rigged To benefit the lost old soul who was killing me The one to call the necessary fall The pain should fit me well but it's not mine No, it's not mine Ginnie decided to see what's outside of the basement A confetti parade for the man who invented the bomb Ginnie survives an incredible chemical fusion The world's on the street singing graces to get you back on Wait all night for you to call Your message got lost in the phone I was out on my own with her hands on my ears Apologetic airport boy I'll help you with your bags I can be your delivery I kinda want something to say Something nasty and true with a Kennedy aim The mayor of a clockwork town The mayor of a clockwork town What do you want to do today? What do you want to do today? What do you want to do today? What do you want to do today? The one to call a necessary fall The pain should fit me well but it's not mine No, it's not mine

I had the master plan I'm in the caravan on my way to Maryland With my man Two-Tecs to take over this projects They call him Two-Tecs, he tote two tecs And when he start to bust he like to ask, "Who's next?" I got my honey on the Amtrak With the crack in the crack of her ass Two pounds of hash in the stash I wait for hon to make some quick cash I told her she could be Lieutenant, bitch got gassed At last, I'm literally loungin' black Sittin' back, countin' double digit thousand stacks Had to re-up; see what's up with my peeps Toyota Deal-a-Thon had it cheap on the Jeeps See who got smoked, what rumors was spread Last I heard I was dead with six to the head Then I got the phone call, it couldn't hit me harder We got infiltrated, like Nino at the Carter Heard Tec got murdered in a town I never heard of By some bitch named Alberta over nickel-plated burners And my bitch swear to God she won't snitch I told her when she hit the bricks I'll make the hooker rich Conspiracy, she'll be home in three Until then I looks out for the whole family A true G, that's me, blowing like a bubble; In the everyday struggle Gotta get up Gotta get out Gotta get home before the morning comes What if I'm late? Got a big date Gotta get home before the sun comes up Up and away Got a big day Sorry, can't stay I gotta run run, yeah Gotta get home, pick up the phone Gotta let the people know I'm gonna be late

Information on a need to know basis Celebrate the walls then knock 'em down You know you knock 'em dead It takes no effort at all; yer killin' it And you don't even need to hold my hand Climb to the top Look at my feet dangling Just like in my dreams All I can do it wait Just like in my dreams The court stenographer takes down your love's precedings: "I'll accept you as you are if you say you'll love me too" I never needed you

Hank: So I guess you're up here cause of the way I'm been acting since the explosion? Bobby: Well, when that happened I was afraid you were dead and today you were talking to your friends about dying and I guess I freaked out. Hank: Ah, son, you shouldn't be worrying about that stuff. Hopefully it's a long way off. A boy your age outta worry about getting dates and making a team and... y'know, getting dates. My dying should be at the bottom of the list. You need to relax and enjoy life. Huh. Hey, did I ever tell you the story about the man and the tiger? Bobby: Uhuh. Hank: Well, uh, there was this man and he was being chased by a ferocious tiger. Uh, make that a lion; a Detroit Lion. two of 'em. The Lions were blitzing and Roger rolled out of the pocket, runnin' for his life. He headed for the sidelines but these two Lions were closing on on him. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a strawberry... cup of Gatorade. Well, Roger took a drink of that Gatorade, but I tell you something, son: it was the sweetest sip of Gatorade Roger ever tasted. Bobby: Ohhh. I get it. It's funny, Dad. You told it great.

Sweeten everybody 'til I don't have any life of my own I've got no bones You've got no reason to be jealous now I can still remember in the moments when you got me alone; The way I'd flinch The way you'd recognise that old familiar sting And now you know That nothing ever happens at all Expect, of course, I'm listening to talkative walls And with the same old mask that I've been using to score Everytime I spend all my midnights thinking 'bout the View from the top of the wall Even though I never really liked it at all I give a fuck so much and then I find it bizzare Everytime I listen to what my walls say Meet you outside in the lobby You start to dispel every muumuu and poncho I took for myself Your sweetness and honesty honestly makes me see somebody else Not the rumours I told to myself And now you know Nothing ever happens at all Expect, of course, I'm listening to talkative walls And with the same old mask that I've been using to score Everytime I spend all my midnights thinking 'bout the View from the top of the wall Even though I never really liked it at all I give a fuck so much and then I find it bizzare Everytime I listen to what my walls say

I must admit on some occasions I went out like a punk and a chump Or a sucka or something to that effect Respect I used to never get 'cause all I got was upset When niggas use to be like 'What's up fool!' And tried to sweat a nigga like the lip For no reason at all I can recall crip niggas throwin' c in my face Down the hall I'm kickin' it in the back of the school Eatin' chicken at three Wonderin' why is everybody always pickin' on me I tried to talk and tell 'em chill I did nothing to deserve this But when it didn't work I wasn't scared just real nervous and unprepared To deal with scrappin' no doubt My pappy never told me how to knock a nigga out But now in '95 I must survive as a man on my own Fuck around with Fatlip yes ya get blown I'm not tryin to show no macho is shown But when it's on, if it's on, then it's on! Can't keep runnin' away Can't keep runnin' away It's 1995 now that I'm older stress weighs on my shoulders Heavy as boulders But I told ya'll: until the day that I die I still will be a soldier And that's all I told ya and that's all I showed ya And all this calamity is rippin' my sanity Can it be that I'm a celebrity Who's on the brink of insanity? Now don't be wishin of switchin' any positions with me Cause when you in my position it ain't never easy To do any type of maintaining cause all the gaming and famin' from Entertainin' is hella straining to the brain and But I can't keep runnin I just gotta keep keen and cunnin' Can't keep runnin' away Can't keep runnin' away

Galaxy galactic cellophane Oh, it was all the rage before you came Another morning to look forward to Another chance to take, but God I pay Galaxy galactic cellophane Oh, I was in my cage before you came Another evening where I'm caving in And all the guilt I feel "You're doing fine, son Don't let them waste your time Don't let them take your smile, son Slippin' outside of the lines, son You couldn't disappoint me if you tried" Galaxy galactic cellophane Oh, I'll just take the blame for when it snows Another glimpse of the impossible And when the snow subsides It starts to rain Galaxy galactic cellophane Oh, I was wrapped in age before you came Another room to hunch my shoulders in Where I cannot begin "You're doing fine, son Don't let them waste your time Don't let them take your smile, son Slippin' outside of the lines, son You couldn't disappoint me if you tried"

Love by the light of the moon Whispered in crystaline waters Shapes from deep in your eyes Calling me into the blue (Blue, two hearts in love) Two hearts restlessly flying To cities of gold so high in the clouds In love Beautiful love Carrying us to the stars