It's been a long time running It's well worth the wait It's the same mistake Does your mother tell you things? Long, long when I'm gone? Who you talking to? Is she telling you I'm the one? It's a grave mistake and I'm wide awake Drive-in's rained out

(Straight up, straight up) Me and my bitch, I swear we like the same sex (ooh) Fuck with all my chains on, let's have chain sex (serve) Wanna kick with the gang, you gotta bang it (it's lit) If you gon' throw ice on, gotta swang it (ice) Holes in the

Throwing it all away Don't throw it all away In a lonely place Where we're living in this town The sun is coming up and it's going down But it's all just the same at the end of the day Nobody says it's wrong So we don't ask why 'Cause it's all just the

(Final dictvm) I taste like blood I smell like victory (Oh my God) I smell like victory Repent repent It's all the same Bow down to a god so your life is saved Revenge revenge This punishment

I'm too tired to try Let's not be afraid of our reflections It's not only you you're looking at now Gave me directions but it's all the same, oh no Let's not get ahead of ourselves now There's no need for raid it's our own parade Ooh you're looking at

All, all we, all, all, always never tell her It's the same old story in this tug of war We go back and forth, we go back and forth But it ain't good for me, what we do this for? We go back and forth, walk through this road Oh, whoa (we go back and forth,

I keep my wits 'bout me Especially right now, I got a rich bounty I can tell that you don't give a shit 'bout me I keep the same people that's been 'round me Yeah, a lot changed but I'm still the same old me I'd still rather make a song than go to KOD

Got around the same things Hope my mistakes don't make me less of a man 'Cause lately it feel like dem shits really can I'm prayin' I don't wake up all alone It's hard to say it so I write a song But that ain't equal to me rightin' wrong Stuck between a

I got your present waitin' I ain't got enough money for a big diamond ring Let's tie a brand new bow around the same old thing Thought I'd call you up See if had celebrated Day you were born It's a little belated Age is just a number It's really over

Boy it's good to know I got a bud like you Way up, way up Way up to the sky When everybody here is sneaking in and getting high Way up to the moon Kicking in the basement To pick me way up, way up Enough, enough Hating all the same things too