through the streets though i got somewhere to go driving past ur house though im creeping on the low i look up and see your light on through the window
's all that I have since she's gone One black and white memory of the only love I've ever known One moment in time when we were together A page from the past
some beat it up The game dun' changed Out- Kast came to heat it up Sharp as a tack like I just left church (clean) Smart than a tack when the windows
a like a nicotine habit you're always thinking about quittin'. I think about quittin' every day of the week. When I look out my window it's brown and
I rode my bicycle past your window last night I roller skated to your door at daylight It almost seems like you're avoiding me I'm okay alone but you'
On candy stripe legs the Spiderman comes Softly through the shadow of the evenin' sun Stealin' past the windows of the blissfully dead Looking for the
I was raised off of old Route 3 Out past where the blacktop ends We'd walk to church on Sunday mornin' Race barefoot back to the Johnson's fence That
last survivor of a boiled crown Another casualty with the casual frown The janitor vandals they bark in your face Juveniles with the piles and paste
There's a blue bird at my window I can't hear the songs he sings All the jewels in Heaven They don't look the same to me I just wade the tides that turned
friend picked me up about quarter past five We stopped and got some donuts and we took a little drive We had a can of nitrous, we rolled the windows
Woke up this mornin' fifty-five past six Eazy-muthafuckin'-E with tha hard ass dick Nigga plottin', ah Nigga schemin' so don't wake me bitch, 'cuz I'm
internationally I'm nationally recognized, locally accepted I pimp with the truth, that's the only method [Common] Seen her on Madison where Vice Lords be Travelin And Chevy windows
And we deserve a good rest From working hard, oh baby, my baby Pull the shades closed on the window Put your favorite record on Though we did the same thing this past
change Cracks in the pavement Reveal cravings for success Why do we try to hide our past By pulling down houses and build car parks Windows and mirrors
I've past that little black building down on the corner so many times and I often wondered if anyone lived there. it looked like an empty dwelling
should know, no no no no Yes, you should know And you sit back, you pull the shade You say "ah, we've really got it made" But I look out the window straight past
On candystripe legs spiderman comes Softly through the shadow of the evening sun Stealing past the windows of the blissfully dead Looking for the victim
Boy in love, I wish that I was Meaulnes Look above and watch your window glow Feed the past even though I'm grown Love can last, it never truly goes