It's just a spark but it's enough to keep me going And when it's dark out and no one's around it keeps glowing Gonna let it happen, gonna let it happen I don't even know myself at all I thought I would be happy but now The more I try to push it I realize

We’re fucking infamous I don’t care what you have to say, it makes no difference It’s all because of you, we’re fucking infamous Then call me a faggot, stand up, now who looks more threatening? I never asked to be model citizen for your decor Even if you

It sets the world on fire Lovers need no reason Lovers need no season Feeling the fever taking over It's a game of give and nothing more The golden key that opens any door

Baby if I'm half the man I say I am If I'm a woman with no feel just like I claim I am Then I believe in what you say, there's nothing left for you to do The only proof that I need is you Now do you love me? All you gotta do is say yes It's really hard,

Daddy's little girl ain't a girl no more I'm a negative creep This is getting to be This is out of our reach I'm a negative creep and I'm stoned! This is out of our range This is out of our reach and it's grown This is getting to be drone I'm a negative

See the twinkle in your eyes See the twinkle in your eye (I can see that you don't ever want to struggle no more) Once in a while I choose to look at you I can see it It's funny, man, 'cause it's like it's not going nowhere And you gonna see wherever

It's not how fast you can go The force goes into the flow If you pick up the beat You can forget about the heat More than just survival More than just a flash More than just a dotted line More than just a dash It's a test of ultimate will

One more time for my taste I'll lay you down I'll lick your wounds See me fall from your eyes to your waist I feel your love, I feel your faith always One more time for my It's okay, it's me, babe Drink this wine from your sweet, from your case I'm not

I don't wanna see it at my windowsill! I don't wanna live in my father's house no more I don't wanna see it at my windowsill Because the tide is high And it's rising still And I don't wanna see it at my windowsill Don't wanna live in my father's house no

Gangsta, gangsta! ("That's what they're yellin") ("It's not about a salary, it's all about reality") Three minutes my nigga, y'all know what it is JUST BLAZE! ("No more fun and games!") Gangsta gangsta, that's already evident Nigga Witta Attitude, check