'Cause it reminds me how it all went wrong So I take off my face And I pull out my tongue And I cough up my lungs 'Cause they remind me how it all went wrong But I leave in my heart 'Cause I don't want to stay in the dark I am sorry this is always how it

When I woke, I was not awake Light from the sun felt so far away I went up, with all of my strength Straight for the sun, from the depths I sprang And I drank from the sea But it opened up and swallowed me So I sank down deep No I'm drunken like a

Nigga fuck you and your fake well wishing Forty thousand in my pocket (you see it) Another twenty on the way (you see it, ay) I got a fish for a dollar (you see it, uh) Five hundred for the Jays (you see it, ay) I get money out the ass (you see it) I

Passion in my eyes, I lived it everyday, but how could you go throw it all away? In my dreams it's me and you, it's there I saw it all come true As time went by faith in you grew, so one thing's left for me to do (finish you) I feel it burn inside, burn

You gotta jump, jive and then you wail Baby, baby it looks like it's gonna hail Papa's in the icebox lookin' for a can of ale A women is a women and a man ain't nothin' but a male Jack and Jill went up the hill to get a pail You better come inside Let me

I started with an eighth, alright (alright) And then I went and changed my life (my life) I might take out the Wraith tonight (tonight) Put your arms around me baby I just want to fly, make it last before we die And I know you want a ride What's on your

Now I must die by my own hand 'cause I'm not man enough to live alone. and I'm better off dead now that she's gone. She couldn't stand me anymore so she just took the kids and went. You see, I've got a drinkin' problem, all the money that we had I spent.

And the lights all went out in Massachusetts Feel I'm goin' back to Massachusetts Something's telling me I must go home The day I left her standing on her own Tried to hitch a ride to San Francisco Gotta do the things I wanna do They brought me back to

Told my bitch to find us a bitch we can fuck on together tomorrow Fuckin' my wrist up, fuckin' a brick up, yeah, go'n and hop on a charter I go to sprintin', I go to take off for cash, yeah, I'm not a jogger I went to Neptune, I went to Mars, yeah,

Shit I gotta go and get a bag Gotta go and get a bag Wake up in the morning I gotta go and get a bag Momma need it real bad I gotta go and get a bag (bag, bag) Twenties, fifties, hundreds Dior, Gucci, 'Rari, two seat She's a movie, but means nothing to me