(Freedom, la la la la) Don't be a casualty, cut the cord So cultivate and plant the seed I'm gonna make it rain, so ring the bell I know it all too well Switchblade on the edge of your wrist 'Cause agony brings no reward For one more hit and one last

I said close your mouth and eat You make some paper, than you make your own rules Poor fool, streets don't love you like I do They call me Tity Boi 'cause she used to spoil me She always told me (My momma always said aye, damn) I'm from the hood, it's

Oh give me some of that magic, magic Baby, oh, oh You know I gotta have it, have it It's the way you look when you want me close When your hair falls down raining glitter and gold Oh give me some of that magic, magic baby Make me want you more and

She kept the hotel key Slipped it in her purse I guess it makes her think of me And that night we left our hearts on our sleeves and the clothes all over the floor We both know we can't open the door no more Well it was down some street we couldn't even

'Cause I'm not fine at all I remember the make-up running down your face And the dreams you left behind you didn't need them Like every single wish we ever made I wish that I could wake up with amnesia Like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you And

You're such a liar I'd love to hang you You're all the same to me I fuckin' hate you You pull me down and you crucify my name, you make me insane It's broken now, don't ever look my way, don't even think I'm playing For everything you do, I'd like to

You'll never be alone And make it all your own So when we are apart I know there are some things we need to talk about And I can't stay Just let me hold you for a little longer now And take a piece of my heart I promise that one day I'll be around I'll

I'll freak you right, I will I'll stick my tongue I'll speak that language My hands all in your hair Naked before we hit the stairs I know we ain't gon' make it to my bed, no (yeah, yeah, yeah) Know we ain't gon' make it to my bed (yeah, yeah, yeah, my

Thank you for your smile You make it all worthwhile to us I'm singing this song for you and your mum that's all Little James, we're all the same They always seem to look to us But we weren't meant to be grown ups You live for your toys, even though they

Suddenly you're climbing all up next to me, next to me I ain't no fool, you rascal you I just, I just, I just want your ex to see Everywhere we go you keep looking around Fixing your make up like it's about to go down And he walks in, it all makes sense