I'ma fuck up my life Yeah right, yeah right But you know I don't mind Never give a single fuck about me Yeah, you bet she know that we ain't Never gonna be together, I see Yeah, you bet I go to see you when I'm feeling like a drum without a beat Yeah,

'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

Don't burn out, don't burn out on me It's just another damn part, don't let it get the best of you It's only up from the floor, light everything inside of you Won't you box it up for me? Oh, give me strength, and give me peace Does anyone out there

I'm still good So I might slip again, That don't mean anything Pick myself up again Let it in now and then When I fall in some mess Trying to be my best I think about it When I wanna give up

We’re driving fast in my car No, we’re not looking for violence We’ve got our riot gear on But we just want to have fun Tonight we want to have fun Hollowed out and Filled up with hate All we want is You to give us a break

When I'll hold you again With my arms spread out With everything I know And the way things could go 'bout the weight of the world So live up my friend Step back again For somethings will be given For some you'll have to bend

I'm high now, I'm high now (I don't think I can find a way to make it on this earth) Why God, why God do I gotta suffer? Within fourteen tracks, carried out over wax What's up family, yeah it's yo cousin Carl man, just given' you a call man I know you

I can make a thug cry, tonight There's something 'bout you Baby we got to Give it all that we got for the moment Watch me make a thug cry, tonight Cause that's how true love is supposed to be ain't it When it feels so good it shakes all your belief, baby

Did you hear about the midnight rambler Talkin' about the midnight gambler Everybody got to go The one that shut the kitchen door He don't give a hoot of warning Wrapped up in a black cat cloak He don't go in the light of the morning He split the time

Talk about, judgement Speakin' to me with the people I'm leadin' em underway But you got it all wrong Let ye cast no judgement upon thy neighbor Before the beam of thy own eyes have been cleansed In the wicked ways of the world God gives the remission