(Dying, yeah, yeah, gangstas, gangstas, gangstas) I made a decision last night that I would die for it Just to show the city what it takes to be alive for it (Tried to kill me but they still want the views) Yeah, for the dogs dem, you know Man when shit

That's just what you do When you're at the bottom It sure could drain a man About as empty as these beer cans Yeah, this time it's it, I'm callin' it quits I'm not turnin' her on anymore She packed up the same ol' stuff And slammed the same ol' door And

Und der Haifisch, der hat Tränen Und die laufen vom Gesicht Doch der Haifisch lebt im Wasser So die Tränen sieht man nicht In den Meeren salzig ist In der Tiefe ist es einsam Und so manche Zähre fließt Und so kommt es, dass das Wasser Wir halten zusammen

She was the gold rush By all means, she can get ahead of herself I'll already be there I'll already be there to meet her She's no traitor I've got no chaser (She doesn't love) Anything for herself But for me she goes way in, way in

Woah, livin' on a prayer Woah, we're half way there Take my hand, we'll make it I swear It doesn't make a difference if we make it or not We've got each other and that's a lot for love We'll give it a shot Once upon a time not so long ago Tommy used to

Yeah, yeah go So fucking determined You better believe it, confidence Spit out all reason I'm fucking determined I'm tired of holding up the weight, the weight of the mother fucking world

I put a spell on you, because you're mine I said, "Watch out, I ain't lyin'", yeah I ain't gonna take none of your, foolin' around I ain't gonna take none of your, puttin' me down You better stop the thing that you're doin' I put a spell on you because

Whatever's gonna get you feeling right Girl, we're gonna find it tonight Whatever gets you moving Gets you grooving Gets you fired up We're gonna get it If you really want it bad enough Yeah, we're gonna chase it Get all crazy

Yeah, mama built a saint (saint, yeah!) Yeah, countin' up the O's, I thank (thank, alright!) Yeah, lookin' at the O's I drank (aw, it's lit!) You can't see that on the road, I blank Murda on the beat so it's not nice What I bought (what you buy?) I'm

Ay, tell me what you gon' see looking back at yo' life Looking back at yo' life Who the fuck is that? Yeah, bitch, it's me, it's me So humble, I'm so humble Won't be worth for damn if you ain't living it right All we know is stripes, learned to die for