, fuck a drug test I'm on my block, knockout kings, slugfest A few beers cold, come through here bold A few of us blew our goals when fuckin two years
mess And dad, still I love you no less dad Hope you didn't think success would make me less mad But not mad, just dissapointed - we wasted years I swear
your bitch your way, I told her she can crash here Yeah, I'm counting people like the cashier Living like I'm limited, grieving like it's my last year
our names Ten years later sighed, what a shame We were electrocute To make the point again is moot So we electrocutes How on you I've wasted my youth
to rest the years All the years it took this heart to trust Maybe too much too soon I couldn't get my head on straight All that worry, just wasted time
't gonna tell you again Start thinking about your future nigga No extra weight 'cause we ain't got nothing to do with you If time is money you wasting
see if I got the day right And what I cherished in my mind Perhaps it never was I loved you just because Your the only one to stop me wasting all my
Woken up on mornings such as this Thought exactly the same as I'm thinking now Every night for a year I've slept alone Cold damp room looks worse than
picket Now I'm rockin' stronger and you want free tickets You once a month rapper, you're weak and you've shown it Don't waste my time, I need an opponent
'til tomorrow night Held tight I was wrong, C cold sore cunt Sorry for losing respect Malc, I was wasted on that slut Held tight I was wrong, C cold
Everybody's walking round the dead and cold One by one by one we disappear Day after day and year after year You are run about our wasted there Nobody
the memory tied to it Tried to forget that sickening stench With everything I've got You can't trust a heart that was cold from the start You waste
[Game - Verse 1] Sometimes I have f-cked up dreams Wake up in cold sweats, can't sleep, Hit the kitchen for some Moet I get drunk, but I ain't never smoke
save my soul Mister would you pour one more Take me down to where the rainbows end Take me down to the city of sin Too many years wasted my time Too
's another girl michelle Looks good and she dance really well Eighteen years old, neck full of gold The girl even dances the old, school Talk about she make a cold
our walls. III. Discovery ... "Behind my beloved waterfall, in the little room that was hidden beneath the cave, I found it. I brushed away the dust of the years
three Am I scared, am I pushed, Am I worried? Another Day, another year so what's the hurry Here I sit, alone and in despair The world outside is cold
[Verse 1: Drake] Damn! I done walked in here Lookin' like the mothafuckin' man of the year Think I had the mothafuckin' plan of the year Which was simply