(Yea-ah) (habit, ooh) Waking up in my bed Staying up till two It’s a symphony you sing to me I don’t know what else to do But make a habit of you (habit, ooh) ‘Cause you’re stuck in my head When you call out my name

Instructions from the manual could not have been much more plain the blues are still required the blues are still required again Past territorial piss-posts past whispers in the closets past screamin' from the rooftops we live to survive our paradoxes

I'm in love, Got the feeling called the "blue hoo's," since my sweetie said "Good Bye" Seems I don't know what to "Do Hoo" All day long I sit and cry That last long day we spent alone I'm yearning for it yet She thrilled me, filled me, with a kind of

Don’t You Forget About Me Rain keeps falling, rain keeps falling As you walk on by Will you call my name? Won’t you come see about me? I’ll be alone, dancing you know it baby. Tell me your troubles and doubts Giving me everything inside and out and

Two-step (Oh, yeah, uh, oh, yeah) Uh (Woo, woo), no Master P (Ayy) One bad bitch look like a masterpiece (Uh) Ice chain, pure water (Ice, ice, ice) Ten bad bitches and they after me (Bad) Big drip, what you call it? (Big drip, yeah) You got the cash, but

You should have known The price of evil And it hurts to know That you belong here, yeah Ooh, it's your fuckin' nightmare No one to call Everybody to fear Your tragic fate is looking so clear, yeah Nightmare!(now your nightmare comes to life)

When you feel like this They won’t bother us Baby, when you feel like this Does it make you believe in love? We can call it love Na na na na na You and me like this Pay no attention Na na na na, na na na na

No no no no But we work so well and we don't even know why You can call it fire and ice We don't even know why, no no no We like it in the daytime I don't ask for you to change, baby no no no And you don't ask for me to change Tell me how we're not alike

Of the tragedies in man Lurking in the core of us all The last dying call for the everlost Brief encounters, bleeding pain Lepers coiled 'neath the trees Dying men in bewildered soliloquys Perversions bloom round the bend Seekers, lost in their quest

And we gon' rock this motherfucker (All night) Feel right in this motherfucker Feel good in this motherfucker My whole hood in this motherfucker Come on, come on Ladies and gentleman, give it up for Mystikal Calling all cars for the Prince of the South