I’ll cover your eyes We are the walking dead I’ll cover the truth and you’ll realize Swallow the lies we’re fed We’re hanging by a thread And now I’m hating myself I’m hating myself I never should’ve shut you out Can anything bring us back to life

Sometimes I don't know which way to go 'cause I'm walking on a high wire Have to pull it together Feel so washed up today Haven't really got much to say Blood on the pillow of my bed Explains the pain that's in my head Sometimes I can't tell, but it's

Everywhere I go the stick on me I can't let a nigga pick on me Lil nigga, but I'm big homie I can't keep a nigga bitch off me I've been hearing niggas slick talking Percocet got me moonwalking Young nigga tryna stay focused Niggas play we gon' lay 'em

We're walking in the air I'm holding very tight I'm riding in the midnight blue I'm finding I can fly so high above with you We're floating in the moonlit sky The people far below are sleeping as we fly Far across the world The villages go by like trees

Everybody get down Watch it get down, watch it get down Oh that girl is murder Under the lights and sound Everybody get down, down You know that she's a killer And I'll be down and throw it at that level Walking around middle of the night

I'm standing in the shadow of the hill Feel the fear everywhere Hope it don't get me killed I'm standing in the shadow walking blind I've been unfair & unkind Turned away from your suffering far too many times Now I'm standing in the shadow walking blind

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh I’m fairly local, I’ve been around I’ve seen the streets you're walking down I’m fairly local, good people now It’s the few, the proud, and the emotional Yo, this song will never be on the radio Even if my clique were to pick

Why so sad? Walking around with them blue faces She said I’m down on my luck And it’s something I gotta have I hit the bank today and told them color me bad Get that new money, and it’s breaking me down honey Two tears in the bucket I cry with you But I

I was walking round in Paris Near the (inaudible) Zanzibar Said the woman at the front door "Do you know the place you are? This place is from the fancy I don't think you fit the scene You're just an American Black boy I'm a French African Queen" And she

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Sing a simple song Let me hear you say "Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya" Do re mi fa so la ti do Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya I'm talking, talking, talking, talking, talking in my sleep I'm walking, walking, walking, walking, walking