I remember April. when the sun was in the sky and love was burning in your eyes Nothing in the world could bother me. 'cos I was living in a world of ecstasy. But now you're gone I'm just a daydrea
~{Chorus}~. to get away I got to pray that I'll. make some cheese and get out these crazy streets. to get away I got to pray that I'll. make some gwop and get off this crazy block. to get away I
Okay. This joint is knockin' right here. I don't even need to write to this joint this easy. I'ma just talk to 'em off the top, listen My interpretation of what the game facin'. I'm basin' my fact