I'm in a trance Hey baby tell me can't you hear me calling I want to try to stop this life I take too much in the Saturday night I wake up in the morning And the sun begins to shine The day did sneak up on the night I see your face and I see myself

Jealousy will crush you to the bones Unless you open up and let it go I've only seen too much of it I'm bursting open while you set the tone You ignored this fury too long, I explode Bring back to life this anger, let it grow Put aside mind traps and

Lost in the whirlwind, ninety-six, Bonnie and Clyde All I need in this life of sin, is me and my girlfriend Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend Trapped in this world of sin, born as a ghetto child Me and my girlfriend, doin'

Livin' this champagne life, everything's okay. Let's toast it up. Oh, baby let's toast it up. Oh, champagne life. Yes, well it's a beautiful day. It's gon' be a beautiful night. Break out the champagne. Everybody get a glass. Let's start it off sexy.

Soon you will see left with nothing You better aim for my head Into the earth we descend Do not be afraid It's only the break Of all that you laid Watch as they take There is no life at the end of this war At the end of this war eternally

(Final dictvm) I taste like blood I smell like victory (Oh my God) I smell like victory Repent repent It's all the same Bow down to a god so your life is saved Revenge revenge This punishment

And I'll leave this life behind me Show me what it's like To be the last one standing And teach me wrong from right And I'll show you what I can be Say it for me, say it to me Say it if it's worth saving me And, oh, I scream for you Prison gates won't

So suicidal, first dem ever seen this Gangsta' for life, the realist Pass the Guinness Gully Gad, from Kingston We the best music So me say be careful a di road dem weh yuh walk

There is more to life than this We are more than just this flesh We are alive and our time has come For a new awakening I'd rather burn out than fade away I will not live in fear Run the race that will lead to nowhere fast Trapped in the haze of this

I call it house work 'Cause it's life work (Whatcha, whatcha gon' do?) I'mma throw shapes Feelin' the base to my feet hurt But I'm gon' throw shade if I don't get paid for this house work Would you come along And to leave I'm working Every weekend