Everything hit Smoking I got a permanent cough Popping them pills again Used to think you was my dawg, now you are not my friend Turn myself into a boss, I was born to win Still know how to handle a loss Me and Metro going in All my songs hits All my

If I could write you a song to make you fall in love I would already have you up under my arm I used up all my tricks, I hope that you like this But, you probably won't, you think you're cooler than me You got designer shades just to hide your face And

Girl you ain't much fun since I quit drinkin' I sobered up, and I got to thinkin' Now I'm feedin' the dog, sackin' the trash It's honey do this, honey do that I used to come home late and not a minute too soon Barking like a dog, howling at the moon

Passion is sometimes a fucked up thing for me I think I owe you an apology Somehow you bring the violence out in me I'm just a shell of what I used to be The little things you do Prey for me (Prey for me) I think I owe you an apology, (Prey for me) I'm

Caught up in this fucking rat trap (666) First the front then the backstab Keep trying to fuck me Now look you make me change to be ugly Me, I tell it like it is Mamma said baby you should never tell a fib Used to think you the fucking shit Not a friend,

Will you take me to nirvana? I don't think this will last Oh baby, oh baby, oh It's too late to run away from it all It's too late to get away from it all I'm done with running so I give it to you This moment has caused a reaction Resulting in a

I can't afford to love you Next to a beauty queen Used to the finer things I couldn't help but think But I can't afford not too In forty dollar blue jeans I saw you sittin' there sippin' red wine down at Causen Mills I knew you'd prob'ly be outta my

(In-fect-ion) As I reminisce (In-fect-ion) Just when I think that I've forgot you I hear that thug that we used to rock to Just When I think I'm gettin' on without you Somebody Passed and asked me about you Was in the back of the cab the other day

I saw you again and again and again There's some room to move on, to move on, to move on And I saw you again and again and again How do we fix this if we never have vision At times like these It's obvious I saw you again I think you used me again Should

Wait for something better No one behind you Watching your shadows This feeling won't go Candy talks to strangers Thinks her life's in danger No one gives a damn about her hair It's lonely down on track street She used to go by Jackie