I don't know what it is But you got to do it I don't know where to go But you got to be there I don't know where to fall But I know that its comfortable where I don't know where it is Putting all of my time In learning to care And a bucket of rhymes I threw up somewhere Want a locket of who Made me lose my perfunctory view Of all that is around And of all that I do So I knock on the door Take a step that is new Never been here before Is there anyone else who's too In love with beauty Playing all of the games And thinks three's company Is there anyone else Who wears slightly mysterious bruises I don't know what it is Sick of lookin' around At friendly faces All declaring a war on far off places Is there anyone else Who is through with complaining about What's done unto us? So I knock on the door And I am on the train Going god knows where to To get me over To get me over Get me heaven or hell Calais or Dover I was hoping the train Was my big number Taking the Santa Fe and the Atchinson Topeka But we're chugging along, Dunaway by the crossing And could be heading for Poland Or Limbo or Lower Manhattan Find myself running around I don't know what it is, so get me over I don't know what it is, so get me over I don't know what it is, so get me over To get me over You gotta do it You gotta be there

(6: 26) Time can kill the greatest of men. Even the greatest fall onto the floor. It does not have to be like this, like now. Time keeps moving on and on. Fragile time can not waste away. Fragile time can't be laid to rest. Fragile time can lead you to the grave. Fragile time can start eternity. It kills their walk, I watch them wash away. (12: 47) It's all worth while. And time goes on.

Aye, boy, don't spill my drink, boy, pull it Now listen, everybody report to the bloodclot dance floor You love the beat, boy, you know what it is Yo, T.I.P., talk to them, bloodclot I'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me I got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is Aye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is About that drama, you don't want no problems I love that llama but you know what it is Aye, I get money, all I count is big money Because all she get from me, boy, you know what it is Yo, T.I.P., let them little rock boys know how you livin' The wait is over, here we go again, I'm back in the plate Gon' sell another couple mill and take it back to the A Gon' take that other couple mill and put it back in the safe Find cash for the crew up only back in the lake I'm up in cruises two steppin' with the gat in the waist T.I. ain't in the streets no more, that what they say Don't even try it when you sayin', boy, you have to be great You can trust to hit ya in ya face your peeps will have to replace That's if you like it nigga and trust me it wont hurt me to take A hundred thousand to them Haitians, you'll be murdered today I'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me I got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is Aye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is About that drama, you don't want no problems I love that llama but you know what it is Aye, I get money, all I count is big money Because all she get from me, boy, you know what it is Yo, T.I.P, some boy wanna play our hit Let 'em know who the king of the South is Talk to them Women sweatin' when they see me, I'm apparently hot Had the album of the year, nigga, Grammy or not Remember, all day I used to stand in the spot With 2 revolvers in my pocket pitchin', handlin' rocks Right now, judge tappin', there ain't a car I ain't got I'm the number one customer at my own car lot If you wanna know how much I makin' just imagine a lot Even though I pro'lly gettin' more than you'd imagine I got Listen close, I need to know if you understand me or not If ya disrespectin' me you and your man will get shot I'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me I got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is Aye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is About that drama, you don't want no problems I love that llama but you know what it is Aye, I get money, all I count is big money Because all she get from me, boy, you know what it is Went from the king of the south to the king of the states Ridin' in a car you probably never seen in the states No idea how much yay I can bring in the States Hey, you could get a hundred of 'em for a million today Frank Lucas ain't the only one who made a million a day But it's the American gangster right here in ya face And you don't wanna see P$C on the scene with AK You think you running a private, that ain't even the case And just because you get away, that don't mean its okay You a dead man walking and I mean it, okay I'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me I got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is Aye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is About that drama, you don't want no problems I love that llama but you know what it is Aye, I get money, all I count is big money Because all she get from me, boy, you know what it is Some of dem boys want to talk what dey have done They guns sound like popcorn

I gotta take a little time A little time to think things over I better read between the lines In case I need it when I'm older This mountain I must climb Feels like the world's upon my shoulders Through the clouds I see love shine It keeps me warm as life grows colder In my life there's been heartache and pain I don't know if I can face it again I can't stop now, I've traveled so far To change this lonely life I want to know what love is I want you to show me I want to feel what love is I know you can show me I'm gonna take a little time A little time to look around me I've got nowhere left to hide It looks like love has finally found me In my life there's been heartache and pain I don't know if I can face it again Can't stop now, I've traveled so far To change this lonely life

Nie mogę dłużej Nie wpierdalam się w pnącza, a pne się w górę Mam klucze do serc tych suk, lecz je wykluczę Mam dosyć relacji już, wszystkie są kruche Brak grawitacji i już brakuje Tchu, tchu Obrastam niczym bluszcz, bluszcz Na jej oczach blur, blue Brakuje mi słów, słów Pełno muzyki w przestrzeni i pełno paranoi Pełno ludzi i nie chce ich, chce tylko coś co koi Chce tylko coś co uspokoi, mnie Millenium lepszy bolid Nie mogę dłużej Nie wpierdalam się w pnącza, a pne się w górę Mam klucze do serc tych suk, lecz je wykluczę Mam dosyć relacji już, wszystkie są kruche Brak grawitacji i już brakuje Tchu, tchu Obrastam niczym bluszcz, bluszcz Na jej oczach blur, blue Brakuje mi słów, słów Puść mnie błagam Ja chce tylko latać Za mną świetlne lata Niebo moja mapa

I can still remember When you moved in next door I brought you some chocolate From the corner candy store When it started raining You started crying too That was the first time I sang this song to you Rain, rain, go away Come again some other day Rain, rain, go away Bring my love a sunny day We grew up together And as the years went by Everybody knew that We were sweethearts You and IThrough many April showers I held your hand in mine Between the raindrops We sang time after time Rain, rain, go away Come again some other day Rain, rain, go away Bring my love a sunny day I went away to college You said, you'd wait for me Then I got your letter Asking me to set you free Tomorrow you'll be married There's nothing I can do But wish you sunshine Now and your whole life through Rain, rain, go away Tomorrow is her wedding day Rain, rain, go away Bring my love a sunny day

There once was a tree, a beautiful tree That grew in fairy land In winter time, the wind would blow Over the land of ice and snow Bringing the sound of the laughter of children Bringing the sounds of joy Telling the tree of wonder of Christmas for every girl and boy Oh, how he wish they could come and see Just what a beautiful tree was he Oh, how he wish he were a Christmas tree One starry night, his branches so bright Were glistening in the snow And as he stood so silently, wishing he were a Christmas tree Softly there came from the forest surround him magic with jingling bells Nearer and nearer, they seem to surround him, weaving their magic spell Oh, how he quivered with fright because they're right beside him with Santa Claus Asking him if he'd be his Christmas tree Now in his fancy dress, he's the best of all the Christmas trees Playing with gifts and bon-bon too Gay fairy lights of every hue He stands and waits for the children to see him Dressed in his party bells Oh, what a thrill when they see all the tinsel Round Mr. Robin's nest And as he raises his arms so green Santa agrees with the Fairy Queen He is a very beautiful Christmas tree He is a very beautiful Christmas tree