life Walking around, biding my time Waiting for the good life So I'm going over to the other side And I do Oh, I'm going over to the other side And
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Who?s mine? You?re mine I wish you?d fuckin? die Somehow your ??? Now shut your mouth ??? fag! You?re a fag! You?re a fag! Better get a grip, yeah! ???
lovely ordeal you set me straight and its not the first time cant behave its neva to late to find a reason cant explain its never to late to start another
good life Walking around biding my time Waiting for the good life So I'm going over to the other side, And I do Oh I'm going over to the other side,
down until you love me Papa-paparazzi I'll be your girl Backstage at your show Velvet ropes and guitars Yeah, 'cause you know I'm starting Between the sets Eyeliner and all
for it (Monstar) Ay, look at what you made me do, baby Say you know me Do you want all of me? Yeah, you got the other side You got some nerve, baby
that, we should let it go 'Cause we don't wanna be a TV episode And all the bad thoughts, just let them go Go, go Beautiful girls all over the world
times and knowin' the other side was greener We had a dream, we pursued it 'Member that conversation, all or nothin' before we lose it? The soft words like music Came at
it go) Cos we don't wanna be a t.v episode (t.v episode) And all the bad thoughts just let them go (go, go, go) Beautiful girls all over the world I
And no matter where I'm at, girl you make me want to sing Whether a bus or a plane, or a car, or a train No other girls on my brain, and you're the one
blessing I warned you, I told you it would end this way If you kept on playing all those childish games But just like every other man you're all the
streets,who the hell else All the police have gone out to play Because for enough cold cash they'll look the other way Just look at the cars as they
microphone of doom Mission that's to cure all punks as I bust caps Peelin' your back, my ammunition hollow-point raps You try to run, that makes it even more fun
Original gangster Ten years ago I used to listen to rappers flow Talkin' bout the way they rocked the mic at the disco I liked how that shit was goin
knife This girl tried to kill me, took me within a inch of my life Now whips ain't all that she had All kinda crazy shit was at this bitch's pad I'm
have to roll solo till they set her free 'Cause I got some other crimeys down, true gees But they got all day, so now it's just me And I'ma kick this
, bitch Problem is, bitch, you can't swing a slow bat at a fast pitch You fuck a nigga like me, you might get rich But it ain't gonna be all fun You step
