Yeah, Yeah, I will be there Oh, I will be there Will you live like me, in a world run by desire? Will you wake from worldly dream and not be tired? Will you work like me to lift the conversation higher? Will you be cool like water putting out the fire? How can

Life goin' nowhere, somebody help me Somebody help me, yeah I'm stayin' alive Life goin' nowhere, somebody help me, yeah We can try to understand The New York Times' effect on man Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother You're stayin' alive,

Ooh ooh ooh ooh Ah ah ah ah To walk around my head all night You got me tangled like a braid, tied-twisted I don't think it's fair I don't think it's very nice I don't know why I got these feelings, yeah, yeah, I just can't seem to get away from

The motherfucking saga continues All hail to those believin in the real gangsta shit Cause when it comes to the real niggas It makes the shit that much harder to deal with Yeah Yeah! Above the Law up in this motherfucker "Black Mafia" for life Down with the

Your way or the rope Or the rope oh, oh, oh Don't (no, no, no, no) 'Cause when your mind's made up And do you think your time is worth more than mine? I'm still waiting, I'm still waiting yeah yeah It's your way

Find me in the backyard 'Cause you colour me clear Now, what you, what you waitin' for? Yeah, Yeah, you colour me clear Hold me down In the dark Now, what are you waitin' for? I live the life above I live the life of letting go

Yeah the fruits of my labor's when the crowd sings along I'm an empty, faceless spotlight mic-stand I'll getcha high, I'll getcha low, I'm the guitar man yeah yeah Well, I woke to the rise, sun going down Still taste the whiskey, still fresh on my mouth Hot

Woo hoo, all the windows down Woo hoo, when I'm rolling through your town (Woo hoo) Saying yeah yeah yeah yeah I can feel it in the air that it's on tonight I don't really care if it's wrong or right Petal to the metal baby hold me tight Anything you want I can

Well all along the watchtower While all the women came and went Outside in the cold distance Two riders were approaching Princes kept the view Barefoot servants, too yeah yeah A wildcat did growl And the wind begins to howl There must be some kind of way out

All I'm ever askin' for is time I just needed time to clear my mind What I want is already mine (It my fault, yeah yeah yeah) I got women callin' my phone like I owe them some' It's kinda my fault, I guess I showed them some' No shit, I treat my dick like