with peace Combine me with hate and I can't face defeat I did it all in a week Still incomplete as I stand on my feet It take a lot to still dance to
combine me with hate and I can't face defeat (nope) I did it all in a week still incomplete as I stand on my feet it take a lot to still dance to the
still When this road gets crazy and tries to break me And I've had all I can stand I can close my eyes no matter where I am And just be still There
bad for my health I said goodbye to my dancer So long to my lover Though we never made it I've still got to say it I can't stand any other (And there
can drop rhymes in two and threes and fours I'd still have much shit left for encores 'Cause once my mind locks in on a dope idea Mothercukin' ducks should stand
say We don't want to stand in your way But call us and say When you're passing this way And let us still know that you care Clean sheets on the bed
housewife I don't give a fuck what she look like She can have an ass like Buffy and a face like Janet, head so good you can't stand it But you still
tat tat to your ass is the muthafucking flow Here comes the white sheet Rat tat tat tat to your ass is the muthafucking flow Here comes the white sheet
rise And though the sun is shining there's a cloud in the sky Letting me know that at any moment there could be rain And as beautiful as life is there still
been a real player So if you wanna have sex say hell yeah I met this girl in Atlanta She let a nigga fuck but I still can't stand her The pussy wasn
gone, but not forgotten, she's still here In all those years she touched so many lives Who's gonna watch the little girl she left behind? Carol Anne stands
the boxes in the hall Tomorrow when she wakes she'll come and take them away and they will never haunt me again But it's still hard to sleep with these
piled the boxes in the hall Tomorrow when she wakes she'll come take them away And they will never haunt me again But it is still hard to sleep with
and I can't face defeat I did it all in a week Still incomplete as I stand on my feet It take a lot to still dance to the beat Skin more cold and callous
and kissed his feet And then that night, between the sheets, she told him You can't live your life in the baby seat You've got to stand on your own
have been broken stand as the price you pay To breakaway, oh, breakaway, oh Ronde, Ronde, Ronde, Ronde Ray To breakaway [sax solo] Bobby lay 'neath a sheet
smelly with me (girl) You know we widdit LAY WITH MEEE! [all] The Mission [Shock G] I'm over 30 in this, still dirty in this, still flirty with these misses, still
