I got the mad man blues Man don't you know, don't you know I go home at night about half past four All that knocking on my door I love these women, gonna treat them right Ain't gonna fuss and ain't gonna fight You beg me now baby and not before I'm gonna

You know I got to keep ballin' Till the FEDs come we ballin' out Y'all niggas y'all know what this about when I'm ballin' That stash house, we in and out Until God calls for me I'mma keep ballin', keep on ballin' To my niggas and my bitches looking down

Willst du mit mir Drogen nehmen? Dann wird es rote Rosen regnen Ich hab´s in einer Soap gesehen, willst du mit mir Drogen nehmen

Ooo I heard it through the grapevine Not much longer would you be mine And I'm just about to lose my mind Ooo I heard it through the grapevine, Honey, honey yeah Ooo I bet you're wonderin' how I knew 'Bout your plans to make me blue With some other guy

Face me, sitting in my memory, Hold me, I remember The heavenly That summer, we talked endlessly Always, about everything, Fusion, nothing new for you I felt, hey, under and, cool breezes We argue, constantly

All I wanna know is do you wanna get away Girl you got me going crazy Knocked me off my feet Now you got me begging baby Get away with me Begging baby please Cause girl I don't know what to do cause I'm so in love with you Hey there pretty lady

In my dreams That you always creep Into my dreams Why must it be When I'm sleep at night baby I feel those moments of ecstasy When you sleep at night baby I wonder do I creep into your dreams Or could it be I sleep alone in my fantasy

na na nana na na na Congratulations Help me find a sharper knife, I need to cut you out my life I take it all, I let it slide But hey, you went too far this time Congratulations, got what you wanted You're winning now Congratulations, you got your shot in

Why are we always stuck and running from The bullets? The bullets We gotta get away from here Just stop your crying We never learn, we been here before It's a sign of the times We got to get away We got to, we got to (away)

You can look but you won't find me Keep my hiding spirit shuffling Yeah, the Footprints show the way that I've gone Morning cares for no tomorrow Footprints show the way that I've gone Skip across the dust in the corner of my room While the walls pull