Tell Mama, all about it Tell Mama, what you need Tell Mama, what you want And I'll make everything alright You thought you'd found a good girl One to love you and give you the world Now you find that you've been misused Talk to me, I'll do what you

How you want it, bent scheme or straight blunted (2x) Yo my rap taste good in my mouth like Deer Park For your ears to list-this You don't want to miss this dun Don't be a statistic Keep your rhymes to yourself, we make fools out of niggas And write shit

You know on every pay day She'd be standing around the landing crying You know love make you do things you don't want to do Your little trouble is coming home some day You know I had a job on the levee I had a good looking woman who lived in Hughes I had

It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right I hope you had the time of your life Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go So make the best of this test and don't ask why It's not a

Does it make you feel better? 'Cause it’s making me worse 'Cause it’s making me hurt Does it make you feel good? When I’m falling apart? Am I wasting my time? Am I losing my mind for better or for worse? 'Cause it doesn’t feel right No it doesn’t feel

We never have to say goodbye We never have to say 'Cause I can feel you from the afterlife And I just wanna say, that every single day You make me take a deeper look inside If everything you say it's true Then I would never have to call on you In every

Has nobody asked you how you are? You look like you might not last the day I wouldn't have made it very far So we'd make a good team right away I've not made amends for yesterday My lip won't get me out of it Waking up dreading hearing tales Of all of my

Sixty seconds now feels more like thirty Tick-tock, won't stop, around it goes Sand through the glass sure falls in a hurry And all you keep trying to do is slow it down, soak it in Keep trying to make the good times last as long as you can It just goes

You make me feel like no one I sing my words, I'm fucked at dealing Really want me to be a good son why? With your life's dead bodies everywhere Come on, step inside, and you will realize Tell me what you need, tell me what to be What's your vision?

So good to be bad I say why does it feel so good? Getting what I want, boy Why does that make you so mad? You see, why does it feel so good? 'Cause if it's trouble that you're looking for Oh baby, here I am (I am) Oh baby, here I am I said why does it