At night she's screamin' "I'm-ma-ma-ma out my mind" A little bit psycho Oh, she's sweet but a psycho Oh, she's hot but a psycho So left but she's right right though Grab a cop gun kinda crazy She's poison but tasty Yeah, people say, "Run, don't walk away"

Don't make me choose Don't make me If you really love me You would never judge me I would never do that to you Don't make me Between my left hand and my right right Between my love and my life Either way I lose

Blame it on the streets Don't blame my mama Don't blame my liquor Shootouts in broad daylight, South Central zoo life Young nigga goin' hard, hustle all night Mama prayin', tellin' God I don't live right right Fuck right, right, go left, left, catch a damn strike Felonies

She wore blue velvet Ours, a love I held tightly Like a flame burning brightly But when she left, left, gone was the glow Of blue velvet But in my heart there'll always be Precious and warm, a memory Through the years And we still can see blue velvet

All that I have is what this promise means. You are the only thing that's left for me. And what might keep me falls to second place when I remember what you give for me. All that I have is all that you've given me. My heart was empty. Life was killing

Left to right, right, left-left to right right Left to right, right, left-left to right, right, go Left turn, signal Bury the food in funeral Ya haffi respect principle You niggas do it to 'em minimal (Minimal) I broke you down to a mineral My gyal, we finally made it to the

You ain't talkin' to Mrs. Jones You speakin' to Miss Wilson now Who's that knockin' on that door You better get away from that door I don't know nobody named Jones You're in the right right church, brother, but the wrong pew Sam Jones left his lawful wife,

I guess it's all alright I got nothing left inside of my chest, But it's all alright Yeah, it's all alright A good reason to go And I know, oh no, Yeah it's all alright Well I got the call soon as the day hit night As soon as the headlights lit up the

Here comes the danger Here comes trouble Welcome the rasta youths Left, Left, right, Jah soldiers a come Sent by the savior welcome the rasta youths I an I a start recruit soldiers fi Selassie-I army Welcome the savior You no haffi ask is who A the general

That's why I fuck around Your body on top of mine I think I know she don’t love me I think I know she don't love me I don't know It's kinda hard to walk right right When you're walking on my left