And I think I'll blow my brains Think happy thoughts Well let's go back to The middle of the day That starts it all. I can't begin to let You know just what I'm feeling. And now these red ones make me fly And the blue ones help me fall

I wonder, laying in my bed Am I still too young, am I still too young? And I hold back, thoughts running through my head Did I fuck it up, did I fuck it up? Buccaneers of rugged gear, nigga fuck a fear One, just year one, I've been thuggin' here, yeah

Quiet nights of quiet stars quiet chords from my guitar floating on the silence that surrounds us Quiet thoughts and quiet dreams Quiet walks by quiet streams and a window that looks out on Corcovado Oh, how lovely

Loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded You know my pockets loaded You know my diamonds frozen You know my My diamonds, they frozen Ooh, pockets loaded Diamond chain, they glowing And they showing Money on my thoughts

Life can't keep going on this way I feel I'm lost inside my hate My thoughts overtake me They're killing me faster with each passing day Slowly, I'm burning Inside - imploding World keeps on turning As I'm exploding I can't stand this suffering anymore

Welcome to the family When our thoughts are so numb And our feelings unsure We all have emptiness inside, we all have answers to find I've lost my mind Hey kid (hey kid) You can't win this fight But you can't win this fight

Miss America, petty thoughts Took chances, slow dance with the devil bitch Overcomin' the circumstances we hella rich Since you all in my business, this what I tell a bitch If you ain't fuckin' me, don't fuck with me, this life on the edge Green dollars

Ain't nobody prayin' for me Ain't nobody prayin' I feel like a chip on my shoulders I feel like I'm losin' my focus I feel like I'm losin' my patience I feel like my thoughts in the basement Feel like, I feel like you're miseducated Feel like I don't

With a whisper tonight (tell me right now) These thoughts that no one else should hear Cut through my lips, dance in your ear Till light (lay me on down) Comes burnin' through that window pane Your hair's painting that pillow case Answer me baby with

Leave it in the lap of the Gods Lap of the Gods Lap of the Gods, aah Aaah, ooh, ooh, ah, ooh, ah I live my life for you Think all my thoughts with you, and only you Anything you ask I do, for you I touch your lips with mine But in the end