Please don’t let me die in Florida, I don’t care about my name. Throw my bed on to a train. And this is what I know. If you catch me dying in Orlando If you catch me dying in Daytona I was born in Indian summer, In the Southern long ago. Where those

That's why I fuck around Your body on top of mine I think I know she don’t love me I think I know she don't love me I don't know It's kinda hard to walk right When you're walking on my left

I'm back, did anyone miss me? They said a second record could be tricky Well that's kind of funny 'cause I am not tripping My fans, they know what it is and they with me Yeah, I ain't the type that's gon' ride with the semi I came from a town with three

Ja you's a window shopper Mad at me, I think I know why Jada you's a window shopper In the jewelry store lookin' at shit you can't buy Joe you's a window shopper In the dealership tryin to get a test drive Nas you's a window shopper Mad as fuck when you

I am your overlord Everything above and below The exodus of your will and All that you'll ever know Kings of this world The servants shall serve Slaves never free Kings of this world all that's to be All that you hear and all that you see

Thunder only happens when it's raining Players only love you when they're playing When the rain washes you clean, you'll know Now here you go again, you say You want your freedom Well who am I to keep you down It's only right that you should Play the way

Already gone I'm already gone So I'm already gone I want you to know That it doesn't matter Where we take this road Someone's gotta go And I want you to know You couldn't have loved me better

I'm on my way, on my way, on my way down On my way, on my way, on my way down You're the one that was trying to keep me way down But like the sun know you know I found my way back round Crooked smile, we could style on 'em (back 'round) (You're the one

A black eyed dog he called at my door A black eyed dog he knew my name I'm growing old and I wanna go home The black eyed dog he called for more A black eyed dog, a black eyed dog I'm growing old and I don't wanna know A black eyed dog he called for more

Shout, Lauri Törni's name A soldier of three armies knows the game Keeps their echo from the past Rise from beyond your grave Son of Finland and the Green Beret May you rest in peace at last Started out as a reserve Soon promoted when deserved Cross of