I left a note on his dresser And my old wedding ring With these few goodbye words How can I sing? Goodbye old sleepy head I'm packing you in like I said
your dead can wait till dawn Duty bound, to die without defeat Awaken life immortal, one last bitter retreat Contact made - wait out Send command received
you trying to get through? Are you reaching out for me? I'm reaching out for you I'm just so fucking depressed I just can't seem to get out this slump
ve got you hooked at every turn, your money's left to burn You'll be wanting a contract, you'll be waiting a while I'd like to give you my contact but
killed my beta fish Just threw it out the window I did everything I could to make you happy I participated in all your protests Supported your stupid little blog, got a Bowflex Wore colored contacts
your first child? Hey, why you're lookin' at me like that, man? Who looked out for you when no one else was there? Hey, I'm your friend, man Now word's out
a feeling you'll long remember Hearts will be chosen Somehow, someday Hearts will be chosen Sailing into the dreams of what could be Reaching out for some form of contact Waiting
woman I?ve been trouble and despair My only care Is standing here waiting when you?re out
drinks too much and smokes too many blunts And I'll be working out everyday thinkin' about you Looking at my own eyes in the rear view Catching flashbacks of our eye contact
z 'Like to make a scene' so the llama's close That kind of s*** don't fly like mumma jokes So they got 'em long-short, Old kinda toast More out of left
brakes But wait, before we fuck, let's make it clear If you ask me for a dime... get the fuck out of here Aiyo, you broke nigga, no bitch, you got it
Like the other young bitches that try to get with me I run all up in it but this ain't no race I pull it out and shoot it right in her face You probably
em in a room Make 'em feel the contact, eatin' the mushrooms Playin' with your mind, makin' you feel the force Had to cancel out, two punk niggaz up in
deep breath before I step and now it's time to play Tell me who is that girl, see her standin 'cross the way Watch me mack with eye contact, watch her
up off of puffing them trees Well smoke enough for me, fuck yeah, light it up Cheech! Come on, smoke me out, cuz, give me contact buzz Get me on
be praying on his cover cause he need it And you niggas hating shut your mouths It's just the real niggas ain't buying that shit you put out [Obie]
laughin cause I sent her mother whitewater raftin I'm not a fact, I'ma proven fear Mr. Rogers blocked up my U-haul screamin, "Wait, wait, wait.. you
Ja Rule be praying on his cover cause he need it and you niggas hating shut your mouths it's just the real niggas is not buying that shit you put out
