He's a freak of nature But we love him so But we let him go Sir Psycho Sir Psycho yea Lay me down, lay me down, lay me down, lay me down A long, long, long, long time ago Before the wind, before the snow Lived a man, lived a man I know Lived a freak of

It be hard to understand me 'cause my jaw keep lockin' Bite down, bite down It be hard to watch the cash when the bands keep droppin' Got the big 40 on me so my pants keep fallin' I ain't even tryna talk 'cause my jaw keep lockin' She ain't tryna be a

'Cause this is all we know Maybe we should let this go We're falling apart, still we hold together We've passed the end, so we chase forever This feeling's all we know I'll ride my bike up to the road Down the streets right through the city I'll go

I hope you don't mind And you can tell everybody This is your song Now that it's done That I put down in words How wonderful life is It's a little bit funny This feeling inside I'm not one of those who can

Get a check, run it up Got my pot and got my 4 (got my 4 yeah) Water whip, my wrist got tore (whip whip, yeah) Frontin' work you can't afford (can't afford, yeah) Might took long, don't come up short (come up short, yeah) Call you down and you ignore

I've got a red hot heart Only smoke and ashes baby I say there's fire down below If the talk is true yours is the same We should be together And let our passions fan love's flame, oh yeah And your heart's as blue as the blood in your veins You say it's

Take us back, oh, take us back Oh, take us, take us back The tops of crags and cliffs, the air is thin So we'll find a mountain path on down the hill Meet me where the snow mount flows It is there, my dear, where we will begin again Skipping stones,

Pour up, drank, head shot, drank Sit down, drank, stand up, drank Pass out, drank, wake up, drank Faded, drank, faded, drank Nigga why you babysittin' only 2 or 3 shots? I'mma show you how to turn it up a notch First you get a swimming pool full of

I wasn't hurtin' nobody I wasn't hurtin' no one I ain't hurtin' nobody I ain't hurtin' no one I'm a walkin' down downthe street like Lucky Larue Got my hand in my pocket I'm thinkin' 'bout you There's three hundred men in the state of Tennessee They're

Born on the bayou Born on the bayou. Chasin' down downa hoodoo there. Now when I was just a little boy standin' to my Daddy's knee My Poppa said son don't let the man get you do what he done to me 'Cause he'll get you 'cause he'll get you now now. I can