is No one can live without the decisions of their own It seems so they look to someone else To tell them what to be, tell 'em what to wear Tell 'em what
wanna man Tell me the truth is that a man or Juwanna Mann I'm wonderin' why she "ret to go" like Wanda then When we met you was a V like Madonna, man
enjoy... I roll with kids with pierced faces and bad attitudes You'll get stomped like a roach for acting rude Show some gratitude And we just might reserve the right to let you live
, you just a groupie Girls call my telephone just to hang up While me and you is in the crib, laying up Oh, he ain't tell you that we live together And
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Looking through a glass onion I told you 'bout the fool on the hill I tell you man he living there still Well, here's another
America, feel my drama, defecate on your baby's momma I sport the real gators, Lou Casey and Tony Llama Y'all act like divas with a flat ass like Madonna
Yeah, we here tonight, live on stage Quincy Jones, James Brown, Prince, Madonna And of course Kool Keith Take it away, at the Grand Auditorium Now you
as live as this? My pool size is sick But swim in my pants and dive for dick They call me Moby, my positive Tell them Free Willy if your thigs are thick
to carry me home But I wait too much (Waiting for you) I have no problem telling right from wrong (Waiting for you) Fiction from what's true (Waiting for you) No problem telling
As I watch your children grow And the years them carry on And I miss you even more Still I send them go to school And tell them What dem fi know All
the bones of her face Where these visions of Johanna Have now taken my place Now, little boy lost He takes himself so seriously He brags of his misery He likes to live
demons tryna see me hot like I'm in da sauna And I'm just tryna get ya loose kinda like Madonna (Zane:) Call up everybody I know Tell 'em it's time
my feet wet, no I am no Madonna Though I'm still emergin' I feel like a virgin I love nice things so I am into splurgin' One life to live, tomorrow ain
swishers full of marijuana They judgin' me like your honor, your daughter's here with her mama They tell me that I'm a charmer, more freakier than Madonna
tell ya. [Calling Dick Tracy, calling Dick Tracy] [Do you read me, Tracy?] [To tell you the truth Tracy, I don't know.] Find out. An unexamined life is not worth living
time they try to take a girl virginity And through the bullshit, you lost your identity and lost your cool 'Cuz you ain't know what to tell all your
fingerprint nothin' I hope you wit'cho bitch, I'm lovin' your dame Shoot her ass and her heart, hit her jugular vein Niggaz talk it, they don't live