thing's cool Provided you have money, yeah, yeah, yeah I'd rather be rich, just short of being greedy I'm eager to switch, to hell with being needy I'd rather be
For Nebraska, Nebraska I love you. You and I, You you and I Baby I'd rather die Without you and I. You and I, You you and I Nebraska I'd rather die
For Nebraska, Nebraska I love you. You and I, You you and I Baby I'd rather die Without you and I. You and I, You you and I Nebraska I'd rather
I feel a separation coming on 'Cause I know you want to be moving on I wish it would snow tonight You'd pull me in, avoid a fight 'Cause I feel a separation
names, names, I hate you more Let's call out names, names, for sure On a bathroom wall I wrote I'd rather argue with you than to be with someone else I
you should have held me Oh I'm scared to see the ending Why are we pretending this is nothing? I'd tell you I miss you, but I don't know how I've never
haunting me) Monster (why you stalking me) He's a monster (why you haunting me) He's an animal (why'd you do it, why'd you, why you stalking me) Monster
don't sing and dance and it don't walk Long as I can have you here with me I'd much rather be forever in blue jeans And if you pardon me I'd like to
Probably get your records pushed back like front seats I'm much more then you fathom he would be And aint too many niggas that I'd rather be than me I
I'm no stranger to deception I have lied and been lied to I'm no paragon of virtue But I wanna be with you I have never been a righteous soul And I don
a nickel for every time I'd own the bank Thought that I was the exception I could rewrite your addiction You could've been the greatest But you'd rather
fight i couldn't see, couldnt see. i never knew this was a war. lost count at you're a whore. karma's fair but instead i'd rather see you dead. it
My parents had to come back get me I'd rather be in jail than to have my father hit me My parents walked in I got my grip, I said, "Ah, Mom, Dad,
, please I stay spillin' Dom on my Sean John jeans I hit the bar, yo, it's all on me Pop bottles, models be all on me You all gon' see how it's all gon
I'm about to- [G. Dep] Blast off, yo I get it poppin' When I rock, yo it's non-stoppin' Yo, I'm about to blast off See me at the show, when I rock everybody
child I know you can hear me I know you can feel me I can't live without you God, please make me better I wish I wasn't the way I am If I told you
D D Y Know you'd rather see me die than to see me fly I call all the shots rip all the spots, rock all the rocks Cop all the drops, I know you thinkin
know? I'd rather be racketeerin' somewhere Bustin' shots in the atmosphere and Not caring, fuckin' the prosecutor at my hearin' Money laundering, honies wondering Who me? I reply casually Come, what God would be
