Can't You Just Pretend To Be Nice?
No sell out but still sold out a funky drummer
I'll roll out and must hold out
Until 1999 when my people expire
The you'll die from Reel Life like fire
The unholy witch and his bag of tricks
Step aside from the best and catch the hex
To come so check the index
Of your Bible made ya prepare me for my title
The U-N-holy, like ya told me
Brothas under estimated and don't know me
This is a prophecy that's bound to come true
In mind, it's in your mind, out ya mind, ya mind blew
Some more than ease start prayin' to stop t
I Go to Extremes
Now we take our time...so nonchalant,
And spend our nights so bon vivant.
We dress our days in silken robes,
The money comes, the money goes...
We know it's all a passing phase.
We light our lamps for atmosphere,
And hang our hopes on chandeliers.
We're goinig wrong, we're gaining weight,
We're sleeping long and far too late.
And so it's time to change our ways...
But I've loved these days.
Now as we indulge in things refined,
We hide our hearts from harder times.
A string of pearls, a foreign car...
Oh, we can only go so far...on caviar and Cabernet.
We drown our doubts in dry champagne,
And soothe our souls with fine cocaine.
I don't know why I even care...
We get so hig and get nowhere.
We'll have to change our jaded ways...
But I've loved these days.
So before we end (and then begin)-
We'll drink a toast to how it's been...
A few more hours to be complete,
A few more nights on satin sheets,
A few more times that I can say...
I've loved these days.
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