I just wanna ball in the wraith With your broad in the way And I wanna, I'ma take my shot Leave your daughter with the papers Fuck what them bitches saying, fuck what them niggas doing Before you were getting going, I was getting to it I pray to God, is

Generation day, shot! Falling away, a generation dies And going in to the new times Revelations of the mind Destination changing all the tides Hate the way, speed of light Innocent cannot feel this fight or get it right Situation coming strong

Turn all the lights on! A-a-a-a-a-a-a a-ah A-a-a-a-a-a-a I need some lights, it's way too dark Oh yeah I'm going in They need to turn up the lights Put your hands up if you're going hard Okay okay I'm with my friends Let the party begin

You're to blame And I'm going all the way And be my slave to the grave Say, it'll make you insane And I'm bending the truth For all the life that you'll lose And you watch this space I'm the priest god never paid Take, take all you need

I ain't livin' right (uh) I ain't livin' right (yeah) I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right (yeah) And they put away my problems I don't sell drugs, I cop em' I be living life all wrong I ain't livin' right (yah, ohh) I need therapy, I'm going

Whoa, can't do it by myself So now you're waiting up for him Whoa, can't do it by myself (can't do it by myself) I could walk this fine line between elation and success We all know which way I'm going to strike the stake between my chest So, "You have to

Oh darling, I know what you're going through. The last time you came through, Does your husband know? Does he know? Does your husband know the way that The sunshine gleams from your wedding band? Of the crickets that would convince me to call it a night?

You don't have to go, Stay the night and we'll take it slow We don't have to know how far we're going If you want to stay, Well, we could go all the way We can just forget it in the morning And I'm hoping, praying, something will rescue me Before I give

In this nothing town It might look a little laid back to ya But it ain't all just porches and plows But don't let that one red light fool ya There's always something going down Sometimes we gotta make it up as we go Got us a sunset sinking into a friday

Kidnap the Sandy Claws Lalalalalala Lock him up real tight Throw away the key and then Turn off all the lights First we're going to set some bait Inside a nasty trap and wait When he comes a-sniffing