Yo-yo-you're special You said you want more And I can't blame you for Yeah, you, baby, you You're something special Baby, I know I know what you're thinkin' Maybe, maybe I'm wasting your time But I promise, but I promise

Into the river below, running from the inferno I'll take all the blame, the front page, and the fame Into the river below You'll think I'm insane, but you'll all know my name I'm sick and I'm twisted I'm broken; you can't fix it Don't make me 'cause I'll

Yes I'm your blessing ma Mama I know I know Sometimes I act crazy but I'm still your baby The projects made me like this you can't blame me Mama I'm still your baby but the streets corrupt me I'm sorry I fell in love with guns, I fell in love with

I missed the last song I blame myself for just standing there too long When nobody's watching us The last song The light that's in your eyes, like everyone wants it to be Well can't you see that it must be this way Who knows who's wrong or right Just as

Blame on me, no shame on you, no, you can't hide the truth I'ma slide right through your roof, might pop a pill or two Let them hate, we chuck the deuce, fuck that, we gettin' loose Pussy sweeter than some juice, I slurp it like it's soup She a naughty

And these wars, they can't be won And on and on United States! You and me are the same We don't know or care who's to blame But we know that whoever holds the reins Nothing will change

Dedicated to all human beings Because we separate Like ripples on a blank shore You can't take it with yer Dancing for your pleasure You are not to blame for Bittersweet distractors Dare not speak its name

I can't help myself, no You come in waves, waves, waves First I blame you, then I want you Fucking hate you, then I love you When I have you, wanna leave you If you go, that's when I need you Every hour, every day, day, day You come in waves, yeah You

I'm bad at love (ooh-ooh) But you can't blame me for tryin' You know I'd be lyin' sayin' You were the one (ooh-ooh) That could finally fix me Lookin' at my history Each time the feeling fades I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe Look, I don't mean

Passionate from miles away Passive with the things you say Passin' up on my old ways I can't blame you, no, no Fuck that shit 'Cause we're fallin' apart Hold on, hold on, fuck that Hold on, I got to start this mothafuckin' record over again, wait a minute