Damn, goddamn, goddamn Damn damn, goddamn Da-da-damn damn, goddamn And they say, "What the fuck is on? Who the fuck is in? (Who) Where the hell you at? Where the hell you been? (Who) Who the fuck is she? Who you dealing with?" (Who) It's been a while,

Who's loving you? Who's touching you? I don't wanna know now I don't wanna know Who's texting you? Who's sexting you? Why you gotta be so insecure? I ain't hold your heart no more Who's texting you? (Goddamn)

Miss Jackson, Miss Jackson, Miss Jackson Are you nasty? Out the back door goddamn but I love her anyway Where will you be waking up tomorrow morning? Are you nasty, are you nasty? I love her anyway (Climbing out back the door, didn't leave a mark)

Don't mean a goddamn thing 'Cause you're all that I want Right here, right now Right here! Right now! Right here right now But I won't take that train I won't catch that flight If you're not on that plane We ain't takin' off tonight

We are far from perfect But perfect as we are We are bruised, we are broken But we are goddamn works of art Meanwhile, the cracks have formed on the masks we've worn up 'til now Keeping up appearances, don't break now We're buckled from the weight

No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality Haven't you ever heard of closing a goddamn door? Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door? I chime in with a Oh, well in fact Well I'll look at it

Your life's a goddamn fairy tale Oh, it must be nice To spend each day in paradise You wonder why you've ever failed One step, two step, electric slide Red fish, blue fish, blow your mind Engine, engine, number nine Mama gonna let you set the moon on

This is not, this is not I'm just saying boy Rambo, they begging for mercy, like the lambo' No they told me kill them all, goddamn though I know they want to see me fall, look where I am though On two feet, that's where I stand though I'm a true fucking

Why don't you put that fucking phone down? Darling, so we could be alone now Can't you just be here when the lights go out What could be so goddamn important That it can't wait until the morning? You got me right here with my clothes off now You turn

Goddamn, wassup, nigga? Hey, that motherfucker clean Who was that? Hey, that's Dre, nigga, that's the Look at that shit That nigga hangin' that motherfucker, Goddamn That nigga chromed out up under that motherfucker Hangin' on the bumper X