about our dreams? it's not a waste of time it's our time don't let it slip away and still we try just passed the point of no return and we hold fast
through the distance of man As they regard the summit. Even Siberia goes through the motions. Hold out and hold up; Hold down the window. Outbound, river, Hold
, take all of me Every day I dream Of holding you close to me Every night I find me Touching your lips with mine No, ooh Every day I dream Of holding
walking dead It's just another day I gotta get paid Who got the biggest boulder Who servin' tha fiends It's just another day I gotta get paid Who got
they chalking it off his head Nigga instead I'ma let them bleed Nigga, immortal warrior from the walking dead Hook: It's just another day I gotta get
was a Regal Hook Verse 3: Flesh N Bone Now who gon' be the last two soldiers standing Doing back ta back holding the cannons Another episode of my
for war The Souljahs marching on prepared for war Now who gonna be the last two soldiers standing Doing back ta back holding the cannons Another episode
Another day no peace in sight A solution far away The military won the war Certainly not for you and me How many generations will it take To cut the
right But baby, hold that thought... Cause I gotta take this flight When I leave my passport Overseas passports Hotels with the glass floors Everything I ask for Fast cars, fast
) She live her whole life like tv And she would do anything for everything Regular girl, Celebrity dreams She is...(90210) [Verse 2] Just another day
the problem at this point Me or you homes, I hope you followin' this joint Stress free, people holla day Just another me, to see another day So let the slugs breathe Easy for a day
in the boy's bathroom (Come on rra) That boy that love to rock Man, I hold more songs then a goddamn jukebox That nigga like 2 Pac, 130 songs in one day
One way or another I'm a find ya And I'm a getch ya, getch ya, getch ya, getch ya I'm gonna getch ya, getch ya unngghh One day maybe next week, I'm gonna
hills in Beverly Fo' sho', she's a P R O Five o on the low, wanna freak my hoe It's just another day on mine They can't hold me down 'cause I stay on
know? Critics man Critics never got nothin' nice to say, man You know the one thing I notice about critics, man? Is critics never ask me how my day went
from all this pain and so that I react slow, in this fast world Slow n-ggas, fast girls Hoes give up ass while these ho n-ggas hold triggers Blast on 'em Hold
we miss ya another day, another song, a mother prays another gone but still we play like aint nothing wrong like aint nothing wrong cause aint nothing wrong Im not as fast
