Justin Timberlake (feat. HyJack)

Yeah What goes around comes around Wheres Justin Timberlake to keep me sound No Cough and drown yet up goes down The music never seems profound Oh Give me peace give me strength give me kindness Give them a reason to find this I'm always saying The same words I'm sometimes praying Though my words will be heard All i can do is say words to you But sometimes life hits harder than it needs to But i won't rest don't, don't, don't suggest That i give up You know the Rest Oh I hope my words will be heard yeah Smoke up the dutch with the herb yeah That's the sorta of thing that a prefer yeah That's the sorta of thing that a prefer yeah I know my words will be heard yeah Say it and i know that it'll work yeah Caked up and whipped with them curves yeah That's the sorta bitch that i prefer yeah I'd rather drown in happiness then sorrows I won't let exist Can't believe you took me there you had me stuck in my abyss Things like us weren't built to last Why can't anybody see that we were made out of glass Now that's you Now I'm into rolling up and smoking with the homies And my hoes are counting up And some of them smoke stogies Told to Speak it to existence now I think it's working Life is moving forward and that I know for certain Certain Certain Now I know it's for certain Caked up and whipped with them curves yeah That's the sorta bitch that i prefer