I'm awake, you're still sleeping. The sun will rise like yesterday. Everything that we are now. Is everything we can't let go. Or it's gone forever, far away.
Voice: What the fuck?. Mack: I'm tired of playin' with yo' ass nigga today you gone die.. Voice: Aaaagh agh. . [Mack]. I went from Inglewood to H-Town tryin' to put the hustle down.
No raving beauty. But she's got a good heart. He's got escaping. Down to an art. . This ain't pleasure. Don't ask why. This ain't pleasure. And monkeys can't fly.
Me, myself and I. Will never be lonely as long as. I stick together like glue. Without you. . I lie here on the couch. Thinking about potatoes and me.