This critical, I am feeling helpless So hysterical, and this can't be healthy I can't even sleep when you're not with me Baby, you're the air I breathe So stuck on you This is critical, yeah Baby, it's so critical (critical) It's so critical (critical)

It's a lot of bad things That they wishin' and wishin' and wishin' and wishin' They wishin' on me God's plan, God's plan Yeah they wishin' and wishin' and wishin' and wishin' They wishin' on me, yuh I been movin' calm, don't start no trouble with me

Yeah bring me champagne when I'm thirsty. Bring me reefer when I want to get high. Well you know there should be no law on people that want to smoke a little dope. Well you know when I'm lonely Bring my woman set her right down here by my side. Well you

Young black America Yeah, I was on that corner, tryna get my coins up Coppers run up on us and we turn to Jackie Joyner White man kill a black man, they never report us Black man kill a white man, they gon' start a war up Mama she was sour, sippin' on

I'll try to make it through without crying so nobody sees Yeah, she wanna get married I'll wear my black suit, black tie, hide out in the back I'll do a strong shot of whiskey straight out the flask But she don't wanna marry me She wants to get married,

White crime Yeah, we ‘bout that Do a lot of dirt, never doubt that Lot of rap twerps, love to shout crap Love to make their mouth flat When it come to burd, no, we spout facts You 'gon learn what i’m 'bout, breh Lot of rappers talking that shit, not

This what God feel like, yeah Laughing to the bank like aha, yeah Flex on swole like aha, yeah You feel some type of way then, aha, yeah Yeah (this what God feel like) Ever since a young man All I want to be was a gunman Shooting up the charts, better

Got to build our love on one foundation Got to come together There will never be, yeah! No love at all There will never be no love at all Got to put aside them segregation, yeah! Got to put aside them organization Got to put aside them denomination There

Ready set let's ride Ready set let's roll Get your little fine ass on the step Ready set let's roll, Shimmy up inside, Just slide girl by my side girl Yeah, we can run this town I can rock your world

Still hot and smokin' gun I get a constant busy signal When I call you on the phone I get a strong uneasy feeling You're not sitting there alone I'm having nasty, nasty visions And baby you're in every one, yeah And I'm so afraid I'm gonna find you with