all our troubles behind. We're gonna walk and don't look back. (Don't look back) And don't look back. Oh yeah, yeah. And don't look back, baby. (Don't look back
's always mo' (Owww!) Don't pull the thang out Unless you plan to bang (Bombs over Baghdad) (Yeah, yeah!) Don't even bang Unless you plan to hit something
you have is yours and not stolen A girl runs up with somethin' to prove So don't just stand there bust a move Your best friend Harry has a brother Larry
you off on Manchester and Broadway, at half past five Since old people don't trust young niggaz none you gotta be disguised like a senior citizen Don't
don?t shoot out, I get that loot out ?cause I?m fresh Hit you with the gold front rim with diamond look Muhammad made ?em, Nikki paid him, I was shook
me is you waitin' Sweet as carrot cake, fakin' plus you don't eat turkey bacon I don't get down like that, I don't get down neither Cuban Lin'x skeezer
in this bitch ass piece Waddup y'all? What's happenin'? It's been 6 months an' my dick ain't havin' it If I don't hurry up an' get me some ass I might
She don't like bacon? Cool I'll give her sausage If it doesn't make sense, sense Don't make dollars, dollars Don't make money, money Don't make profits
me do what I do But I don't wanna be your man or your confidon If you don't fake the funk with me baby I won't front Makin' love to a body in the dark
So give us credit like you know you should If I don't look good, you don't look good I doubt it, baby, 'cause we're still most dominant But you don't
WRITTEN BY KEVIN BACON You look in the mirror But you don't like what you see Whoever it is you think you are today That's not who you want to be
he said years won't do it tears won't do it and sitting down to drink a thousand beers won't do it tattoos won't do it and booze won't do it and puttin
see their way Off you go and out the door Don't you look back any more Between the pain and the joy Don't lose me boy Don't you lose me boy So
't be getting So you start thinkin', then you start blinkin' A bride maid looks and thinks that you're winkin' She thinks you're kinda cute so she winks back
man (Yeah, what's this?) I don't fucking know, man (What's this person named then, Tyler, huh?) He tells me to do this shit that I don't wanna fucking
did he free us? Take a look around at the black man, see us Illiteracy rules They showin' cartoons in school They're way understaffed and I don't understand
ain't no pussy gon' come between brothers Lovers, we can't be, 'cause that's bad business Ball, you could have all of this, and there won't be no witnesses
silly bastard old woman A hundred miles back Who is probably the only person with good sense In this part of the country I still don't know what to
