They're feeding you lies With calculating smiles With slaves made of the human mind As long as you kneel to their authority Religion, it's what makes you blind They speak of love and tolerance They prey on people's ignorance To make you all Slaves of fear

It's a mean old scene When it comes to double crossing time. He will try to make it so you lose. When you think you got good buddies, They will spin around and cheat you blind. Double crossing man is mean, Double crossing man, You'll fill your mind with

It's been killing me all night long, and I wonder It's the end of the night, and I'm thinking you might Wanna leave the bar, park the car, turn into porn stars Hey, hey, hey, hey Damn shorty Look at you I'm saying man Is it just me or you got too much

Or trees on the lawn Wind is always there, they're saying it's just air Let it blow through you Don't let it move you Like breeze off the pond What I'd look like trying to hide my life One of those guys, I'm a star, you should keep it low Nuh uh want a

I don't need a rich boy I don't want your money No, you don't gotta spend nothing on me All I want is sweet sweet love, sweet sweet love I don't want dollars No, you don't gotta be a high roller Hey! I don't need a rich boy All I want, sweet sweet love,

I'm always ready to die but you're killing me My demise, I took a life worth living and Made it worth a mockery I deny, I fold, but they keep on coming Gone, I couldn't murder your promise Right before my eyes The revolutions of my psychosis Kept me

Feeling like Phil when I make the play I light the streets where you are I did not come here from nothin' I need a whole lot of money Crossing these hoes out to featherweight Putting your bitches on layaway Niggas they know me from stuntin' All of my

You know it won't last too long Well hey kid, you're the toast of the town Hey, hey, hey Down on you Hey kid, you're the toast of the town Hey kid, the whole house is shakin' We got the time, right in our sights Hey kid, the world's gone crazy but you

Just like they say it in the song Until the dawn, let’s Marvin Gaye and get it on Let’s Marvin Gaye and get it on You got the healing that I want There's loving in your eyes That pulls me closer It's so subtle, I'm in trouble But I'd love to be in

If I was in World War Two they'd call me spitfire Cause you know that I can If I was in World War Two they'd call me spit. Fire