Oh my God, I changed You can't say nothin', you can't say nothin' You end up everywhere you say you wasn't Is that your boyfriend? Why you say that's your cousin? I don't do handshakes, that shit disgusts me Oh my God, they still on the same I changed, I

Oh, my my, that's just the way we do it Cut off Levi's and kickin' country music Miles from nowhere, there ain't no city limits And that's where you're gonna find us havin' a small town big time Hangin' out at the old park pool Right after Sunday school

I'm not afraid of the dark That's just the dark side of me I've got a human heart Are you afraid of the dark? Some days I close my eyes and fade away (and I fade away) Some nights all the colors turn to gray Just like the dark side of me The dark (the

Hallelujah, I just love her so That's why I know, yes, I know Now, if I call her on the telephone And tell her that I'm all alone By the time I count from one to four I hear her on my door In the evening when the sun goes down When there is nobody else

And my soul gonna sit up in the kingdom, that's alright That's alright, that's alright My soul gonna sit up in the kingdom, that's alright Some say Peter , some say Paul But one God made us all That's alright, that's alright... You can rebuke me, throw

I am an old woman named after my mother My old man is another child that's grown old If dreams were lightning thunder was desire This old house would have burnt down a long time ago Make me an angel that flies from Montgom'ry Make me a poster of an old

Jus' to redeem your love that's exactly what I need I got to hold on, hold on to my receipt (Its kinda hard sayin' this shit to ya face) (So I do it over snares and bass) (Music take me away) Yeah yeah its kinda hard sayin' this shit to ya face So I do

You better do just what we say And if you don't then you will pay What is wrong with the world today The government, media, or your family My name's Coby Dick Mr. Dick if you're nasty Rock a mic with a voice that's raspy 'Cause I'm poetic in my operations

I might just paint the Bentley mustard (skrr) I got rich, that's on my mother (yeah) Say she love you, still can't trust her (what, yeah, yeah) Cut the pork, drop the top, then I Speed Race it (skrrt) But my frames, they Dior, I can't see, baby (I can't

Mark my words Mark my words, that's all that I have Mark my words, give you all I got In every way I will You're the only reason why Oh I don't wanna live a lie So you heard it all before Falling in and out of trust Trying to rekindle us