to prove I was brave but I was so afraid Of the death without pleasure, you are my greatest treasure Yeah, I had an idea of pleasure Until you excused
our last summer as independents? Do you remember? I was a foreigner when you appeared From the shadows at the motor club I was a hater in the depths Of an
the Westside where I ride, now, baby, come roll with me (Come and roll, come and roll) Alright, check this out, girls Me and my man Big Rich, we got an idea
said life was gon' be easy But damn Just a kid, moms died when I was seven Pops died, eleven, what's up with heaven? It's hell when you're an orphan
Mind over matter I can drop rhymes in two and threes and fours I'd still have much shit left for encores 'Cause once my mind locks in on a dope idea
skinny cos you haven't been eatin' You ripped off all your family and your friends Nowhere does your larceny end And then you get an idea for a big move An
'Cause me and you were like a crew I was like your sidekick, you gon' either wanna fight me When I get off this fucking mic or you gon' hug me But I'm not an
go, you feel lower, oh I was close to the end Staying undercover, staying undercover With a nose to the ground, I found my sound Got myself an interview
That they couldn't see They couldn't breathe but kept watching And thought things they would be fine Believed that the screen Would be screening for all of time Conceived the idea
's that time again not sure if I'm sleeping but the vision's as clear as fog on the pier someone fishing aimlessly a thought's an idea a sound is an ear
Lloyd:] We'll be kissin' in the club I know you feelin' me I can see we gonna need a little privacy So you can be as loud as you wanna be I got an idea
El presente improvisa con muy pocas ideas, va sacando basura fuera. Lo que se ve no es en verdad la realidad, nuestros ojos nos engaA?an. Pura ambiciA
thinking I still need her Then let that silly notion bring her cheer But how could she ever be so foolish Oh where would she get such an idea Just because
dancin' real close, 'cuz it's real, real slow You're makin' it hard for me Baby, us dancin' so close ain't a good idea 'Cuz I'mma want you now an' here
living on in others, in memories and dreams Is not enough and it never is You always want so much more than this An endless sense of soul and an eternity
one for yes, two for no I've no idea what I am talking about I'm trapped in this body and can't get out Make a sound, move back home Get an invitation
and happy Like he's got a great idea, like he's making a memory Chorus: Wake up and and come out to the car There's an East swell coming and it's
Did you think this could happen, did you think you were warm Holding my body for ransom, is just an idea to try and even the score A habits' so hard to