We'll be fighting in the streets with our children at our feet And the morals that they worship will be gone And the men who spurred us on sit in judgment
the sky where angel asses erect us Hollwood directors, Melrose dressers Aston's around us Toss another rounder, but if I fail Will they catch me before the ground does? Who
best to give you nothing less than perfectness And I know that if I end this I'll no longer have nothing left But you keep treating me like a staircase, it's
a minute's time Italian vogue style a n-gga for a minute rhyme Let's be clear and lets be fair The best things in music's being offered here It's a round
think I got it made Better look again I got a butler, got a maid, and a mansion The belief is that I'm living out a millionaire's fantasy With Phantoms
a lot like a tragedy now This is looking like a contest Of who can act like they care less But I liked it better when you were on my side The battle's
this and girls they wanna be me Fashion is an understatement, head to toe ya see I'm caking But you wanna say, "She's mine" Ya pockets better be deep
wrote, all she wrote I said it's over with, that's all she wrote All she wrote, all she wrote, all she wrote Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote It's
magazines The best part's that You get to be who ever you wanna be Yea best of both You get the best of both Come on, best of both Who would of thought
rose garden Along with the sunshine There's gotta be some rain sometimes Watch out I didn't promise you a rose garden (Yeah) Along with the sunshine There's
zero He'll be your friend until the end If you're the coolest and the best He falls in love with His reflection in the glass He can't resist who's staring
just need a minute, I just need a breath It's very hard to drink to my continued success And I slow down, slow It's better in the worst way It's getting better
need a minute, I just need a breath It gets very hard to drink to my continued success And I, I will slow down, slow It's better in the worst way It's getting better
s golden, matter of fact platinum, ?mores trap to mold in? Once I explode and I, burn up the road and Cruise around the globe, the cops thinkin' it's stolen Understand, the world's
young Please, God, let a bad boy die old Do you think I wanna lie cold Or better yet have many shots come close to the head? Shirt soaked till it's red
you It's plain to me, I'm here with you Let's give them what they came to see Yow, yow, aiiyo We exceptional congressional It's best that you bester
s what them chicks say When they see a superstar ridin in the fast lane (Woo) They be like (woo) Now who that there? ([Female voice:] Oh girl, that's
