You change the world (I can't do it by myself) You can touch the sky (Gonna take somebody's help) You're the chosen one (I'm gonna need some kind of sign) If we all cry at the same time tonight Somebody shakes when the wind blows Somebody's missing a

Shake it, sh-shake it It keeps holding on and on And it's holding strong But it's holding on Even though I tried to make it Played the part, but I can't fake it It keeps holding on Even though I tried to break it Heaven knows that I can't shake it

And get me wicked up Shake it up You could be breaking up, making up You can't be faking it, Making it from my love With all this tragedy, don?t get me tangled up I took the perfect avenue, down the road to both of you

Be perfect for you Yeah, I cannot be perfect for you So love me, or leave me alone Yeah, yeah, oh oh And it's true I can't seem to shake it loose 'Cause all this insecurity's hurtin' me Tired of tryin' to be perfect for you

Murda on the beat with the murder man Ben Simmons shake 'em with the left hand Steppin' on his dope like a step dad Too turnt up, can't help that Shittin' on a hater no Ex-Lax Watch so dumb it got kept back Bitch so thick, she can't help that 'Cause she

I'm just a horse on the moor I'm just a horse with no name He means to ride me on, He sees a battle he don't want to face alone I bolt upwards and shake him off my back He falls to his knees, on to a bloody track Well I can't be your horse any more

Oh! Oh! Oh! (Heartburn) burnin' in my soul (Heartburn) call the fire department (Heartburn) it's out of control Shake it, shake it, shake it, oh Ooh, ooh, ooh Adrenaline rushin' in my body All my power I just can't fight it Doesn't matter how I keep on

It's not my crime, so why do I have to pay? I'm doing time, this feeling I can't shake I'm lost in the suffering for nothing My heart don't understand It's beating for an innocent man I've been a victim of some sorry circumstance That was committed by

Nothing can shake me from your love, it's true No one can make me feel the things you do Oh no, oh no In this room With the light of the sun in my eyes Can't recall Where I am or what I did last night Though I try and I try

She shake it, it feel real The paper flowin' still, now that bitch wanna chill Damn, this shit stay chill My homies the real deal, we smokin' that kill-kill They can't wait until we turn this bitch upside down My homies the real deal, we smokin' that