You second guess yourself
Pressure cook your head
It aint what you think 
It’s What you do

It's all about you.  It's what you do.  It's how you move
And How could I lose.  Everything true and all that we knew
That time you kept me alive with that punch drunk love
Love some bud and booze. In bed with cartoons, we laid past noon
Rubbed me loose when I'm black and blue
and now all I got is a track about you
           
Paranoia Strikes Deep
You can run but you can’t speak
So you throw distance in between
And you wander from scene to scene

CHORUS: 
And you are dealing
And you’ll make it through
Time passes 
And you grow now

She's leaving on a jet plane.  Don't forget me don't regret me
Try to remember the good things that repped me
If I could change the past would you let me
Fell faster than you know when you met me
Now it's a tragic sad destiny.  The rain ain't the same when you're not next to me
My phone don't ring no text messaging
Now you're so far away by the sea.  I can't hear you breath, I can't even reach
I'll touch you in dreams, I want a release but I can't stop squeezing 
You know my reasons.  I'll change like seasons.  You know deep down we connect JB but you're eyes don't see that we were meant to be.  
 
CHORUS

I started rhyming way back in 79.  When Grandmaster was Flash and Angjalisa was fine
And even though my rhymes is viscous as some ten dollar glue
Ya'll stuck around ya'll hear the sound and be like Hey Glou!
Well now it's ronnie P and CKP two brothers from the group known as the AG's.  
It's a Abstract Doko Benjo collab.  Without my man PAB dude got stuck in the lab
Enough of that it's time to move on.  About the sing this song like Donkey Kong
You didn't ask but you know I will.  Provide my two cents like Uncle Phil
But I'm not here to set you streight or make you contemplate about the things you hate
Although I will say that I told you so when you "Ya joe this girl is dope".  
I mean I thought from the very start that she would break you heart cause she was kinda rascally
and Typically when a birds in the tree, I play it low key and let her walk right past me. 
But you told me that she was a special lady you were been missin
And she told you you were the only fella she was kissin.
She may have what you want.  You may have what she needs.  But it's time to move on up like George Jefferson and Weeze.