Baby, you done lost your good thing now Baby, that's the way I hate you now You used to say that you loved me So please don't try to mistreat me And you would do anything I said You done lost your good thing now Well, the way I used to love you baby But

But I told you so I said I, I don't wanna control you Oh, and I know, yeah As long as you know, baby Every pleasure you taste has its price, babe But I told you so, no I don't wanna say I told you so I am gonna show you The world, and all that you desire

I'm tryna do it all tonight, I got plans I got a certain lust for life, and as it stands Everything is going as right as it can They tryna shoot down my flight, before it lands Before it lands, but you could miss me with all that Diss me, then crawl back

I'm alive for you I'm awake because of you I'm alive I told you I'm awake swallowing you Tearing it back unveiling me Taking a step back so I can breathe Hear the silence about to break Fear resistance when I'm awake Wait another minute

Cry for absolution Put your hands up and reach for the sky You'll be down on your knees and you'll cry All those things that you desire You will find there in the fire Ever since you were born you've been dying Every day a little more you've been dying

'Cause someday he may get smart Well, I hate to remember Yes, be careful with a fool Well, be careful with a fool Well, he'll treat you so cold and chilly Till it will hurt you to your heart What a fool I used to be How foolish I used to be Well, you

Joe, Joe, Joe Diffie 1994, Joe Diffie comin' out my radio I'm just a country boy with a farmer's tan So help me girl I'll be your Pick-Up Man How 'bout a night to remember and a fifth of Goose 'Bout to bust out my honky-tonk attitude A little feel good

For all of y'all keepin young and hell, Just to live life and enjoy yourself. 'Cause it's cool when you fucking with a nigga let go, It's cool when you fucking with a nigga let go. (x2) Feel like jacking of the party, Hoes in the apartment. Rest the

I'm back (I'm back) (Slim Shady!) I'm back That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back) They call me Slim Shady (I'm back) I murder a rhyme one word at a time You never heard of a mind as perverted as mine You better get rid of that nine it ain't gonna

If I want to Jim Jones painting in a blue bedroom Keep your pretty promise to yourself Psychic Television and Death in June Look out 'cause you know what you're doing