It sucks to be you! [Kate] You win! [All] It sucks to be you! [Brian] I feel better now! [Gary Coleman] Try having people stopping you to ask you, Whatch-you
that says, Christ Well, she ain't half bad to talk to And I reckon she looks pretty nice We'll drive down to the dance hall Sittin' there, waitin' on me Jesus, you
good job Hope you don't mind company 'Cause we'll be here a lot And brother, here's some brotherly advice If you know what's good for you You'll treat
here and in case you didn't know Nigga, that's money, all this mother fucking ice and chrome Wheels everywhere and if you ain't bout' that then Fuck you in your ass you
many tissues, for my feelings you misuse I buy you jewelry, you make a fool of me I bring you diamond rings you say I'm bad at timing things So what's
that one day you were alone, the next you appear in town with a beautiful wife half your age, and the next you are alone again. What has happened? You
Since you're my special friend, come closer for a special treat (Uh) I'm going to let you touch me in a special place (But I don't want to touch you there
depth perception I annihilate kids with no less than texas tittie twisters Skull nuggies, purple nurples, methamphetamine Break the land speed record dip out leave
to score How you gonna tackle the topic when you suck at two-hand touch We're too damn much for your defense break you down, zone weakens Words bring
'm born, be warned You catch a high place cinchin, lucky you just the engine On a vision quest but my breathe is on Bad intentions to herd the lyrical
boat or plane, they watching you You think you got work? They copping too We control blocks, they lock countries Ya own companies, we had nice cars and
chocolate t--i f----d lives Stop and analyze in eighty-five Hawaiian c--e flex three lives Caesar Halfmoon, pardon my scalp Buildin and breathin You front I'll leave
YOU INTO WHO YOU ARE SO WHY DON'T YOU HONOR YOUR FATHER HONOR YOUR MOTHER HONOR YOURSELF ABOVE ALL HONOR THE GIFTS YOU BRING ONE ANOTHER EACH TIME YOU RISE OR YOU
that says Christ Well, she ain't half bad to talk to And I reckon she looks pretty nice We'll drive down to the dance hall Sittin' there waitin' on me Jesus, you
life comes along and puts a hurtin' on you And you're out doin' what we all gotta do Just tell yourself it ain't as bad as it seems Killin' the pain
, it was overrated anyway Let me enlighten you with my touch Leave it on the table, 'cause daddy's comin' home It ain't so bad after all Routine self
I'll take the best of your bad moods And dress them up to make a better you 'Cause all the company calls amount to one paycheck I'd squeeze a heart through
mistreater She gonna treat you real bad Real bad bad bad bad She's a mean mistreater, yeah She's a mean mistreater No, you can't leave her alone Stone