Taken away to the dark side I wanna be your left hand man I love you when you're singing that song and I got a lump in my throat because You're gonna sing the words wrong Lady, running down to the riptide Oh, and they come unstuck Oh lady, running down

On streets we call the zoo We eat the night, we drink the time Make our dreams come true And hungry eyes are passing by The job is done and I go out Another boring day I leave it all behind me now So many worlds away I meet my girl, she's dressed to kill

Awaiting sand A burning man Coals under foot burst into flames Become the earth's ashes approach the door where I place blame Take the first step Cleansing my shame

Def jam yeah! (come on) Ruff ryders yeah! (come on) Bloodline, we bout to blow (what!) Ruff ryders, we bout to blow (what!) Vacant lot, we bout to blow (what!) Man, bitch-ass niggas just don't know I'm just gonna stick to the script 'cause you know how

I wanna go home with you Home with you Why don't we find somewhere quiet? Too many cooks in the kitchen Too many fools here listening Yeah, we can do whatever you want to Come on and set the mood Yeah, we can go as slow as you want to

Deep greedy and Googling every corner Tralala, in your snatch fits pleasure, broom-shaped pleasure Dead in the middle of the C-O-double M-O-N Little did I know then that the Mandela Boys soon become Mandela Men Tall woman, pull the pylons down And wrap

My heart is thrilled by the still of your hand It's how I know now that you understand There's no plan, there's no kingdom to come I'll be your man if you got love to get done Sit here and watch the sunlight fade Honey, enjoy, it's gettin' late There's

Why don't you please come home How many more times, treat me the way you wanna do I'll give you all I've got to give, rings, pearls, and all How many more times, barrel house all night long When I give you all my love, please, please be true I've got to

She's callin' my name Is that riding down the road, her shotgun with me Those come-to-bed eyes when she's had too many That way she don't have to say a thing That wink when her dress starts falling The way she's gotten my heart wrapped up all in one look

America, America And the red man is right, to expect a little from you And my brothers are all black and white, yellow too Promise and then follow through, America Well I come from, down around Tennessee But the people in California Are nice to me,