Climb a mountain swim the seven seas
Get your body to look like Hercules
Jump out an airplane with a parachute
Fly up and away on a hot air balloon
We don't know where it all ends
Some say it's almost over almost over
If this is it then baby why aren't I on your shoulder
On your shoulder
In this lifetime
I want you to be mine
Cuz I took a long look at my bucket list
And I saw that at the bottom it said our first kiss and
Whoa I'm running out of time
Whoa I'm running out of time
Get on your boots and visit the North Pole
Try every sport until you score a goal
Follow the path of a butterfly
Go to Ground Zero and do nothing but cry
In this lifetime
I want you to be mine
Cuz I took a long look at my bucket list
And I saw that at the bottom it said our first kiss and
Whoa I'm running out of time
Whoa I'm running out of time
This is not a dare
Not some trick of a daredevil
I'd trade in my wildest dreams
For your forever
In this lifetime
I want you to be mine
Cuz I took a long look at my bucket list
And I saw that at the bottom it said our first kiss and
Cuz I took a long look at my bucket list
And I saw that at the bottom it said our first kiss and
Whoa I'm running out of time
Whoa I'm running out of time
Whoa I'm running out of time

I wanna talk to y'all and make y'all feel my pain
I wanna see the world, I wanna entertain
I wanna make you laugh, I wanna make you smile
I wanna help my fam, I wanna raise a child
I wanna walk the aisle, I want the finest wife
I wanna die for a cause then rewind my life
Twist the hands of time, Do things I shoulda done
I knew I shoulda shot, I wish I didn't run
I had a couple deals, now I wanna touch a mil
Do a sex scene with Lauren London and fuck for real
I wanna be in love. But I'm still stuck in hate
I want one woman, not 28
I wonder why they call you late, when you leave
I hope God calls me late, don't grieve
I wanna show up at my wake, better yet I wanna be awake
Let me finish this is sorta like my bucket list, when karma hits
I'm a feel like a contradictor sometimes I'm a conscious spitter
We not brothers, but I don't wanna call you niggers
Don't wanna be your favorite, rather be your father figure
I want to be a legend, I wanna write a book
I wanna keep flowin', I don't wanna kick the hook
I wanna touch your souls, forget goin' gold
I don't even want a plaque, nah don't believe that
I really wanna speak to the Creator, well I handled that
On that song now I just want Her to answer back
I used to want my slope back, the retro kids stole that
I wanted to go on 106, I wanted to smash porno chicks
I used to want a corny hit record, now I wanna save lives
And have Kobe Bryant in my fave five
I wanted a sitcom, now I want a TV station
I wanted to own land, now I want my own nation
Wanted to play ball, now I wanna buy a team
I wanna make it just to tell another child to dream
I want to put the fear of hell fire inside a fiend
I wanna put the fear of gun fire inside a teen
Sometimes I wanna scream and learn to sing
I really want to hit the movie screen and jump in the ring
I want to box, I wanna study jujitsu I wanna sky dive
I, really don't want to die I want 9 lives
Wanna join the mile high club, run for office one day
Just for nothin' I wanna gun-butt an officer
I wanna offer bread to the needy, jobs to the felons
Go to restaurants and pay people's tabs and not tell 'em
I want my pockets embellished
I wanna quiet my fetish for hoochies and getting head
Everyday I wanna get better look!
I wanna meet Barack, I wanna leave my block
I said I didn't, but I want this CD to pop
I wanna see my pops, you wanna see me stop
I want my moms to see me, see myself up on the top
I don't wanna stop, I don't wanna stop,
I don't wanna start shit but I don't wanna stop