Ooh, don't think these niggas understand me (Yeah!) Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami (Yeah!) Hmm, ain't fucking with no off brand bitch (Yeah!) Hmm, ain’t fucking with no off-brand bitch (Yeah!) Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm Biggaveli Ooh, I'm feelin' like

(I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk) The funk baby So you wanna be hardcore With your hat to the back, talkin' 'bout the gats in your raps But I can't feel that hardcore appeal That you're screamin', maybe I'm dreamin' This ain't Christopher

That real good feeling, the kind that makes you wanna sing I don't mind being on my own, but I would love it if you came along So we can live it easy, living easy, that real good feeling, living easy 'Cause you know I'm never in a rush I like my living

I feel it in my bones I can't do it alone The gloves are off The wisdom teeth are out What you on about? I'm stronger now I'm ready for the house Such a modest mouse Every time I see you in the world

I feel no sympathy, I've got no time for feeling sorry! You live inside a cave! You barely get by, the rest of us are trying, There's no need to apologize, You barely get by the rest of us, You're trying, there's no need to apologize, We still live in

I didn't smoke no grass today So, who am I to take away what makes you feel this great? But that's 'cause I'm the one on stage But that's because I love to play Keep, keep doing Keep doing me Keep doing, keep doing me Don't wanna get paranoid You wanna

Over and over, over and over I fall for you I try not to So here I go again Chasing you down again Why do I do this? You make me fall for you I feel it everyday, it's all the same It brings me down, but I'm the one to blame

You will never come close to how I feel You will never come close to how I feel Cracks in the pavement underneath my shoe I care less and less about and less about you No one else around to look at me So I can look at my shadow as much as I please All

I'll move back down To this western town If you were thinking that the worst is yet to come Why am I the one always packing up my stuff? For once, for once, for once I get the feeling that I'm right where I belong Why am I the one always packing all my

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door Feels like I'm knockin' on heaven's door Mama take this badge from me I can't use it anymore It's getting dark too dark to see Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door, eh yeah Mama put my guns in the ground I can't