SOMETHIN' ABOUT YOU WRITER KEVIN' WELCH I don't want nobody I'm better off alone I'm sworn to independence My heart is made of stone But you're breaking
the night winds wail Nobody knows nobody seems nobody knows but me The scaffold is high an eternity nears She stood in the crowd shed not a tear But
too But my nights are never blue And I don't mind the rain when I'm with you When I'm with you the songs are already written Melodies turn into words nobody
. Where do you go when nobody needs you. Why can't you sleep when there's nothin' else to do, why are your thoughts so unclear. Oh where do you go from
) You ain't payin' my bills, so you ain't sayin' nothin' Ain't keepin' it real then you need to stop frontin' You say you got this but we don't see nothin
" "business" (repeat 3X) ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRAHHAHHH!!! C'mon! Motherfucker! Yeah! ... GangStarr! GangStarr! M.O.P. Ghetto people! [Guru] Son you're supposed to be my man, but you
lonely room Hank Williams sings the Lovesick Blues Winter's walkin' up the avenue I ain't seen the sunshine Since the sixth of June but I tell you this Don
blue I'm not lonely, I'm just lonesome for you When my friends come, I don't care if they stay When they talk to me, I don't care what they say You
just to crack a biatch [Woman Singing] For all you players that don't know Nobody pimp em like a gangsta from the LBC [Snoop] And for you bitches who don
If this shit don't offend But I been rappin' since '81, nobody cares Talkin' 'bout belt buckles nobody wears Try to save hip-hop, what are you insane
You ain't payin' my bills, so you ain't sayin' nothin' Ain't keepin' it real then you need to stop frontin' You say you got this but we don't see nothin
you ever caught me slipping You will stop me, won't you, pop me, won't you But you know I'll whoop ya motherfucking ass bitch, don't you My family strong
of Gandhi. Never be wack, I'm head of the pack, I'm leveling tracks. Etc, you step in the ring, I'm sending you back. You'll be lucky if you leave with
nobody care In a room so exclusive nobody there But really, truth is that nobody there 'cause it's feelings inside that nobody share I want God to smile
(William "Smokey" Robinson) Right now, I'm in school But as soon as the homebell rings I'm gonna run to my locker And gather up all my things Then out
you fade to the blackness And when you starin' at that phone in your lap And you hopin' but them people never call you back But that's just how the story