Your love, your love (yeah) Your love, your love Shawty I'm a a only tell you you this once, You You the illest (bah ba bah bah oh) And for your lovin' I'm a a Die Hard like Bruce Willis (bah ba bah bah oh) You You got spark, you, you you got spunk You, you you got something

Son, look at you you now You're so fuckin' tough, so motherfuckin' bad 13 years of grief is all your folks ever had Just an ignorant cunt, talkin' such shit Tryin to act like a a man, you you little fuckin' punk kid Day of court, day of fear, in walks the judge

You're five years dead Uptown downtown Haven't seen your face around Paper said you you shot a a man Trigger happy punk punk down in Chinatown Sexy Sue from Hong Kong Asked around right or wrong Outta town change your name Or ya get five years with a a ball and chain

Yeah, since they're sleepin' on me, let me wake 'em up Got the world in my palm, watch me shake it up Everything I'm talkin' real, I ain't make it up I know you you probably think I care, but I don't give a a fuck But I ain't givin' up, I'd rather live it up

I need something more Tell me what you you see Touch, I remember touch Pictures came with touch A A painter in my mind A A tourist in a a dream A A visitor it seems A A half-forgotten song Where do I belong?

Abezes me encuentro so?o de ti Siento que no puedo resistir Muchas cosas desde tiempo quiero decir Como ese novio que tu tienes no te trata bien a a ti Sean Paul pa? tu en la a a calle, te quiero you you must be thinking me come from spanish town, spanish town,

Lose yourself to dance Everybody dancing on the floor Everybody on the floor Yeah, come on (lose yourself to dance) I know you you don't get chance to take a a break this often I know your life is speeding and it isn't stopping You You take my shirt and just go

Let the music in tonight (Just turn on the music) Let the music of your life (Give life back to music) Give life back to music

If you you mad I'm on top, then wish me gone If you you mad I'm on the road, then wish me home And if you you mad that I'm right, punk wish me wrong But after your three wishes, blow it out ya ass! I never used to snore in my sleep 'til this rap shit started Warm

What's going on? Could this be my understanding It's not your fault, I was being too demanding I must admit it's my pride that made me distant All because I hoped that you'd be someone different There's not much to know about you you Fear will always make