Yeah Jack Daniel's kicked my ass again last night Always thought this heart was made of steel and bulletproof But the memory of her taillights fading just breaks it right in two They say every Superman has got his kryptonite I got a reputation going

The world is spinnin', but I'm not afraid Hey, my high power Yeah, give me the power It's the beginnin', the beginnin' of another day. Ooh, let me love you Hey, my Higher Power Let me love you Take me home to your religion for the night Let me touch you

They will not get none, nah (in the way) Far as I'm concerned, it's in the way (in the way) In the way, minus sign niggas in the way, yeah In the way, yeah, minus sign niggas in the way The stars will keep fallin', like asteroids we ballin' So they will

I ain't livin' right (uh) I ain't livin' right (yeah) I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right (yeah) And they put away my problems I don't sell drugs, I cop em' I be living life all wrong I ain't livin' right (yah, ohh) I need therapy, I'm going

It's a beautiful world Yeah, it's a beautiful world All the noise and the voices are screamin' What they have to say And the headlines and sound bytes are givin' me Demons to hate And the man on TV He tells me it's ugly But if you ask me

I ain't gon' lie I got money and the power Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah the famous life it'll eat you up alive It's a game and I put my feelings to the side Times up I check my watch every hour All of my diamonds they blind them I can't fuck her she a minor

Nothin' anyhow, nothin' anyhow, nothin' anyhow, how I don't even care about what they say No, no, let it go, just turn it down I don't even care about what they say, say, say, say, yeah It's on a rumour mill Bad things be spreading 'round Can't tell me,

They, they talking that That gangsta shit They ain't about that Man, matter of fact Hand me my strap Show me where they at I'll stop 'em from talking like that Yeah, niggas talking all that gangsta shit Acting like my money ain't no good in the hood; you

(Wheel it!) Yeah (Six!) Murda on tha beat so it's not nice That’s Baka, he's a no-long-talker Quick to let the motherfuckin' TEC slam We don’t need to hear about a next man Youts talk down, then they get ran Left them, get dipped from the whole ends

That's how much we have in common (yeah!) That's how much we have in common (whoa!) That's how much we have in common (woo!) That's how much we have in common Brain dead, eye drops Pain meds, cyclops They bed, iPod Trainwrecks, sidewalks Playtex, icebox