Lyrics:
baby, I think I want you too
(I think I love you, baby) I think I love you too
I'm here to save you, girl, come be in Shady's world
I wanna grow
If theres some things
You haven't grown to know
So i'm soncentrated
Step by step
Silent as i work and stretch
Out some things
I need to know to grow
Yo
a strain that'll punch your lights out
Old Dooley's gonna blow your mind
In the Blue Ridge mountains with the whispering pines
They used to grow
Ever since you was a pee wee, down by my knee with a wee wee
We been coochie cool all through school, you and me G
Back in the days we played
You pointed out the fence
It was leaning towards the neighbor's house
The waterlogged firewood from the last few winters
Had become one with
thousand grand
To never grow old like "damn, I think I might just Peter Pan"
Not a fan, of your little baby shit, bro
Say you got a crib bro, but nah that's
It's playin like a old song in your head
You say it ain't cool in the hood
I know some folks in the ghetto livin good
Now tell me how you get there, tell
No judge or jury ever gonna hear the story told
Down by the bayou
Tryin' to play with the 'caine
Tryin' to play with the 'caine
Same old story
the Victor hand me my medal
20 years and I'm stuck in time
Repeating the same old damn crime
Over and over writing the same rhyme
By now I should get with
more chance
So it's over is that what you mean?
I can’t grow old with you
Invading my dreams
It’s hard enough knowing what I did
So please my love
You
of your soul
People pass by and you're growing old
Don't forget to leave some room to grow
Panic is the state of your mind
When you've been in one place for
When we drive by that country store
When Grandpa say what you need it for
Ain't got nothing we ain't got
Couldn't tell that old man nothin'
He was
I met this girl late last year
She said don't you worry if I disappear
I told her I'm not really looking for another mistake
I called an old friend
rather have a little fun
And maybe be, I'm not old enough to grow up
I don't even like going to parties with that stupid little red cup
Maybe if time
Ya heart feeling sore
Ya mind cant more
Ya coat, suitcases, and all ya luggage sitting by the door
Last look over your shoulder, ask you are you sure
(...cold...)
REF:
Daydreamer, do you feel
Daydreamer, embrace the moment
Before we grow old
Let’s daydream our days away
(...daydreamer, oh embrace
How your horns hold up your halo
You tried to break even with the devil
But you sold your soul
Once we were like family but
Now your just so and so
Old
don't grow cold
Only you that I'll hold when I'm young
Only you, as we grow old
Without you in my life
I'd slowly wilt and die
But with you by my side
I'm definitely sold
To spend my life with you
Until We're Old
Lets grow old like this guitar with the rusty strings
Old like this house with the tin
-n- smell the roses
You're the one I'd grow old with
Can we stop -n- smell the roses
You're the one I'd grow old with
Your touch makes my body sweat
Grow old with me
I want to spend the rest of my life with you
Grow old with me
I want to spend the rest of my life with you
Just like that old oak
the fuck to grow up
Seems like you're out of luck
How I'm happy
Killed by a team
Grow on up
Or you're fucked
You can't run
That's no fun
Grow on up
Or you
school lovin', like you used to do,
give me that old school lovin', I know you want to,
give me that old school lovin', in that special way,
old school
Ain't no love in Oakland, bitch
Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you'
But ain't no love, bitch
Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John
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