Billie Jean is not my lover She's just a girl who claims that I am the one But the kid is not my son She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son Who will dance on the floor in the round People always told me be careful of what you do And don't go

Them niggas talking it but they just don't go harder than us When I pull up people so fresh in my ride We smoke the best you can buy Keep stunting just cause I can These hoes know just who I am You niggas never have never will You niggas never have and

Philosophize your figure What I have and haven't held You called and I came, stand tall through it all Fall and fixture just the same thing Say nothing of my fable, no What on earth is left to come? Who's agonized and gnawed through it all I'm underneath

Maybe, all of these things make me who I am All of these things make me who I am And I am (Only looking on it with my hands down) I guess I wanted Yeah, yeah, ooh! Someone left the lights on And I am only looking on it with my hands down I just want you

Uh, uh, uh, uh I just bought me a handgun and that shit came with the drum Do a nigga fast like And-1, I need a bag then and some I hop out the tub, my feet land on Gucci rug Eat it up, then slide in her, make her tell me who she love Stay laced up I mix

You say our love Is like dynamite Well you're killing me Why don't you just set me free Too young to fall in love Run for the hills We're both sinners and saints Not a woman but a whore I can just taste the hate

Girl, girl, girl, girl Dear diary, it's happenin' again This energy, like I'm 'bout to win I just close my eyes and visions appear She's everything I want, and it's crystal clear Not even Marilyn Monroe Who Cleopatra please Not even Joan of Arc That

There`s no place that still remains Just deserted space all left in grey Why did we lose, the knowledge of time? Is this the price, the hell we pay? The poisoned fear known to man Is he who try to find his path The collective force blaming you "This is

It's gonna be OK When I find myself in the middle, in the middle, in the middle Could you love me more, just a little, just a little? (Whoo) Overcomplicate when it's simple, when it's simple, when it's simple Would you love me more, just a little? So

Can we be just who we are? Doesn't matter if the road is far 'Cause there are no regrets and there is no stress Together we are limit, limitless Doesn't matter if the road, the road is far Nobody can break their way to success We're forever limit,