Hoping I don't come around Kick me when I'm on the ground (on the ground) They beat me up and break me down Kick me when I'm on the ground Beat me up and break me down Don't give me no comic book Sad looks no more Please don't use those same Excuses you

Help me I can't break out this prison all alone Save me I'm drowning and I'm hopeless on my own Heal me I can't restore my sanity alone Cunning, Baffling, Powerful Been beaten to a pulp Vigorous, irresistible Sick and tired and laid low Dominating,

Wanna hear your beating heart tonight Before the bleeding sun comes alive Here's hoping we collide I want to make the best of what is left hold tight Eyes make their peace in difficulties with wounded lips and salted cheeks. And finally we step to leave

For my home and my English rose But my heart still beats But I'd long to be Oh, my heart still beats Across the sea By the Tennessee skyline They told me I'd find my hopes and my dreams In the bed of my true love Back where I came from

The only man she want yeah Popcaan a the only man she want Him tell her fi stop say him a go chop Say him a go shoot, say him a go shot Him tell her she cheap, say him a go cheat Say she a go weep say him a go beat But me a the only man she want, Her man

I've watched them build Upon these empty hearts False hopes of lossless paradise Gathering together The dead hearts beat as one Stillborn comfort feeding lies Through answers of self denial Divided between a dissolute self And the sorrow of sincere

And it only hurts when I'm breathing My heart only breaks when it's beating My dreams only die when I'm dreaming So, I hold my breath, to forget It only hurts when I breathe Hope life's been good to you Since you've been gone I'm doin' fine now, I've

I only love it when her hair long You should listen to this beat through my headphones Yeah, classic hip hop shit Rozay and Jay, let's get 'em We started out moppin' floors And now we front row at the awards Number one for the last twenty years If you

Counting days ’til it’s over, my friends 'Til it’s over, my friends, count along So innocent were the days The taste of good memories A bag full of hope that was only for me and you Cut her tongue, don’t believe a word she says She’s on a hunt, cooking

I hop on the beat Her body on fleek My pockets obese My partner gon' eat My partner a G We straight out the street Home of the braves Land of the freaks Dat Boy Cassius