Ishq-1997

Well, I've made so many new friends With open arms, they let me in They say they'll be with me 'til the end They say they'll stick through thick and thin And it's gonna happen In 1997 The crowd you like is dangerous I heard they're just no good I'd rather have you staying at home now Like a good boy should I heard they can't be trusted I heard they all wear white I'd rather have you prove me wrong Than go and prove me right Mama, please don't make it harder Well, it's tough to love another And it's hard to find a friend Somebody else who has no others Somebody else who understands Then it happened In 1997 The crowd you like is dangerous I heard they're just no good I'd rather have you staying at home now Like a good boy should I heard they can't be trusted I heard they all wear white I'd rather have you prove me wrong Than go and prove me right Mama, please don't make it harder Well, I've made so many new friends They say they'll be with me 'til the end And it's gonna happen In 1997

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six Five, four, three, two, one, yay! Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit Need to stop talkin' shit and give us more, more Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit Need to stop talkin' shit and give us more, more Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit Need to stop talkin' shit and give us more, more Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit Need to stop talkin' shit and give us more, more, more Kiss the shoulder, hop in the Corolla These bitches talkin' shit like the bottom of porta-potties Bright ass yellow teeth, you a shit talker, gossip Legs movin' like a salsa dancer Drunk, fallin' out ya car like a flaccid dick Aww, man, god damn, what the fuck wrong with ya? Say it to my face, pussy ass boy Need a Altoid for your hot breath, life a hot mess Pop your biceps, cue the roid rage I think I got like five more albums inside my mind This that shit, that do or die, make your grandmama cry Keep some baggy jeans on me, keep a Billie Jean on me Got that New Orleans on me, smellin' like a queen to ya Cu–cu–cucumber lemonade, I need somethin' fresh today Barber make the texture fade, actin' out like it's charades Strawberry sweater fleece, baby, give me somethin' sweet We don't gotta be discreet, moonwalkin' between the seats Hit on that beat and then stop (Ahh!) Hop on that booty like who the hell cutie Like I don't know cootie, my momma ain't raise no bitch ass Ain't no kiss ass, ain't no– Get the fuck out of my face now Get the fuck out of my way now You are so far off my level, stop! In the barber shop with my niggas, ay I ain't never soft for my nigga, ay I ain't never copy no nigga, ay So quit talkin', bitch nigga, (Quit yo' talkin', bitch) ay Ay, I wanna buy a Jeep, ay, that's my energy Trilogy, that's history, Southside, baby, rest in peace! Uh, lordy, lordy, testify, yeah Got explosives in my mind, yeah Search for feelin's I can't find, yeah I'm a ghost because I grind, yeah Made a deal with Father Time, yeah Told me "Find a way to shine", yeah I can make you live forever All you gotta do is dance until you die, yeah Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit Need to stop talkin' shit and give us more, more Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit Need to stop talkin' shit and give us more, more Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit Need to stop talkin' shit and give us more, more Niggas talk shit, talk a whole lot of shit Need to stop talkin' shit and give us more, more, more Ten, nine, eight, seven, six Five, four, three, two, one, yay!

This sure is some kind of party It's so useful Surround my life with excuses For what I choose to lose And my name Doesn't look the same to me now now No no not me now And inside Don't you know I feel so bad? When I tried to turn away T O feel new again Candy My emotion cost me pain Did I look the same? Candy When I think about the times That I laughed away Candy The idea you'd cheat me But look again What you say 'That's my name' And I hope that I've kept you amused To wipe that spit right off my boots And when I'm home and thinking in the dark I hope I hope I hope That none of this has had to go too far When it gets too late To see me any other way And it gets so hard to hold on To everything that I want so bad yeah yeah Candy When I tried to turn away To feel new again Candy My emotion cost me pain Did I look the same? Candy When I think about the times That I laughed away Candy The idea you'd cheat me But look again What you say 'That's my name'

One more time I was born in this hotel Washing dishes in the sink Magazines and free soda Trying hard not to think Lay it on to the dawn Everything we done is wrong I'll be lonesome when I'm gone Lay it on to the dawn She can talk to squirrels Coming back from the convalescent home Staring at sports cars Crying Rattlesnake on the ceiling Gun powder on my sleeve I will live here forever With the ocean and the bees Lay it on to the dawn Everything we done is wrong I'll be lonesome when I'm gone Lay it on to the dawn Lay it on to the dawn Lay it on to the dawn Lay it on to the dawn