I'm supposed to figure out tomorrow But all that I can think about is yesterday I'm supposed to figure out tomorrow But all that I can think about is yesterday
fight fire with fire, fire with fire Fire with fire Through desire, desire -sire, desire Through your desire We'll fight fire with fire, fire with fire Fire with
t eating they Olsen twining But I'm so committed they have grown familiar With the counterfeit hitters they so-so with it, but they are Sosa with it They Mark McGuire with
cerveza with tequila [Chorus x2] You know every weekend I say I'm never gonna drink again But I'm always going back to the cantina with mi familia I got something
you, twenty missed calls Six messages, your voice mail's full I call you back, call you back later Something in my brain pulls at my heart Dialing your number
I dialed your number on the phone yesterday Thinking you would answer and then I remembered A conversation we had, had not so long ago Talking about our
good as (A Milli) yet Chat rooms or something that I'm normally glued to But I don't wanna conversate with none of you fools 'Cause you think he's good
to me And kisses me on the lips This is the happiest day that I've ever had D-Boi got released yesterday from prison and it made me mad If something
anything" Logical inconsistency is the Mr. Bubble I bathe in Each and every evening, except for yesterday evening When I roller bladed over to the Masonic Temple To play pinochle with
their system of Paganomics Stand with us and don't look back upon it Just face this mind state Otherwise Babylon My memories of yesterday ("Ninety-six
shows and somewhere in another galaxy the creatures didn't watch TV, they listened to the radio instead where the newsman said: in our neighbour galaxy something happened yesterday
last, I had to find a better way, uh, huh I had to see the truth, I had to face the facts I'm givin' something up, I'm gettin' somethin' back I know
The blunder game, and it drowned out the hunger pains Numbed the brain and played life like a numbers game Poppa needs a new pair of nuts, cause he lost touch with
there was such sickening celebration over the Task Force When so called radicals work hand in hand with the ruling elite? Yesterday those wily creeps
a needle into battling to mute the mess WHEN patience galas with absentee BALLOTS I shove in the button Strutting to exhibit mankind's hostility function With
another one Soul shock callin' Frankie J Here's another one yeah Yeah feel this right here It feels like only yesterday That you was lyin' here with
the world today, your so good to me I know but I can't change Tried to tell you, but you look at me like Maybe I'm an angel underneath Innocent and sweet, yesterday
s kill or be killed With all this anger, we cannot progress With all this anger there is no time to inhale and progress And catch the smell of something
