Everyone's dying, of their own free will, their minds have stopped working, so they take happy pills. They want to get away, from the world, but wait
Translation: End. Happy Glass.
down, down, down Penitentiary chances, the devil dances And eventually answers to the call of autumn All them fallin' for the love of ballin' Get caught with 30 rocks, the cop looked like Alec Baldwin End
the curtains here we come, boy hush until I'm done We gon' drink, we gon' smoke, keep that floss on they toes When these broads start some lickin', we just might end
airport they check all through my bag and tell me that it's random but we stay winning, this week has been a bad massage I need a happy ending and a new
stretched out and yawned Brushed my teeth then I carried on Got myself dressed and off to work I got there early, the boss was happy "hey, good mornin
Would you like to go with me Down my dead end street? Would you like to come with me To Village Ghetto Land? See the people lock their doors While robbers
I could tell you stories but can show you cash Give you game and secrets that I know you'll pass To the next playa hater and he'll break like glass
adventures Will lead the little dickwipe Hahaha, so you got a few tacks in your balls Pick 'em all out and head right back down the halls What's this? Dead end
Ross] I can never get enough when it comes to gettin' fetti Niggas aint ready for my Ferrari Scaglietti Mario Andretti, money coming fast My honeycomb hideout is made of all glass
, I wanna feel you, I wanna touch you, take me outa these cuffs, I wanna hold you! Look at her sexy ass beautyful panties see through like plexy-glass
of the changes We waited for love to bring Were they only the fitful dreams Of some greater awakening? I've been aware of the time going by They say in the end
for a duck Laid him on the table Wit' his leg stuck up Yonder come the children Wit' a spoon and a glass Catch the gravy droppin' From it's yas, yas,
trickery stains on the carpet and stains on the memory songs about happiness murmured in dreams when we both of us knew how the end always is... how the end
You're a grown woman, good at what you do I'm happy as hell when I'm alone with you As you stroke my body and soothe my brow With everything that the
it. Are you happy now? you keep asking, asking am I happy now? Why can't you tell me that I'm happy now? are you happy now? Happy now? happy now?
never get back All broke down, comin' in low Far away like a radio Red lights flash, static and snow Far away like a radio Ghost in a shot glass And
y'all Whattup? Whattup It's time man (Word, it's time?) Straight up, it's time man Aight, set that shit off (Set it off then nigga, set it off) Broken glass
