'Round midnight, midnight It begins to tell I do pretty well, till after sundown Suppertime I'm feelin' sad But it really gets bad 'Round midnight Memories always start 'round midnight Haven't got the heart to stand those memories When my heart is still

(Cut- cut- cut me up and Cut- cut- cut me up and F***- f***- f*** me up) F***- f***- f*** me up! Cut- (cut) cut- (cut) cut me up and F***- f***- f*** me up! The last man standing gets no pity F***- (f***) f***- (f***) f*** me up!

Oh boys do y'all see that blonde in the back standing near the bachelorette? Yeah well I've been coming here for the last couple years; shes about as hot as it gets Well shes acting kinda shy but just give her a while, everything's about to change No I

They've said enough It's my turn, let's get loud I'll show you what girl is 'Cause all of me is perfect Who cares about the dress size It's all about what's inside I'll stand up now And won't back down We're breaking through the surface

Young nigga, young nigga Get the money, young nigga Young nigga, just a young nigga Get your money, young nigga Strippers in the club and my cups half empty Ride with my niggas cause my niggas understand me Still on Plan A, pussy niggas on Plan B Right

Please stop runnin yo' mouth let's go Actin like you've never seen a dick befo' All these bitches in here Oh no, let's get drunk and fuck fo' sho' Will the real X to the Z please stand up? With my niggaz and my guns, not givin a fuck Stickin 'em up at

'Cause here I come, here I come I've waited all my life to get out of the trenches I'm ready to fight for what I believe you can steal from me I won't take this Gonna fill these trenches and stand up Wake up, I won't give up Never again, never again will

Find me somebody to love Can anybody find me Somebody to love? Ooh, somebody Find me somebody to love (somebody) (Anybody find me somebody to love?) Each morning I get up I die a little Can barely stand on my feet

Find a few good buddies, start a band Just get you a guitar and learn how to play Cut up some jeans, come up with a name When you're living in a world that you don't understand I never was a straight-lace, straight A student Teacher's pet or child

Let me hear your war cry Come on, come on Come on, get up Yell it out, do or die We wanted peace but you brought this war Will you come with me? Will you stand with me? Would you follow me? Would you believe with me?