I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game To stimulate, then activate the left and right brain Said baby boy you're only funky as your last cut You focus on the past your ass'll be a has but Thats one to live by Or either that one to die to I try to just throw it at you Determine your own adventure Andre, Got to a station, here's my destination She got off the bus, The conversation lingered in my head for hours...
Ten times out of nine, now if I'm lying fine The quickest muzzle throw it on my mouth and I'll decline King meets queen, then the puppy love thing, Together dream bout that crib with the goodyear swing On the oak tree, I hope we feel like this forever Forever, forever-ever, forever-ever? Forever never seems that long until you're grown And know this that the day by day ruler can't be too wrong Ms. Jackson my intentions were good I wish I could Become a magician to abacadabra off the sadder Thoughts of me, thoughts of she, thoughts of he Askin what happened to the feelin that her and me had, I pray so much about it need some knee pads It happened for a reason, one can't be mad So know, just know, that everything is cool And yes I will be present on the first day of school, and graduation
I love who you are I love who ya ain't you're so Ann Frank Let's hit the attic to hide out for bout two weeks
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