The world keeps turning as we latch on to the wheel Signal to noise becomes the answer Innocent die Signal to noise defines the reason Our wounds begin to heal Are we paying attention or are we drifting? Too much negative action, not enough positive

Gu-Gucci flip flops, fuck it, hit your bitch in my socks This a big watch, diamond drippin' off of the clock Pull the 6 out, wintertime, droppin' the top Give it to they pussy ass, turn the shit up a notch Gucci flip flops (fuck it), make it kick rocks

Beautiful stranger To know you Is to love you You're everywhere I go And everybody knows If I'm smart then I'll run away But I'm not so I guess I'll stay I looked into your eyes And my world came tumbling down

I try my best to behave And I can't help feelin' this way And is it some kind of fiction? Or the sweetest addiction? So what if I'm crazy 'Cause love makes me do it It's not my fault so don't blame me 'Cause love makes me I tear the shrink wrap off

Circumstances made me what I am Was I born a violent man Everyone should understand Everyone should know May sound strange, might sound foolish But things ain't getting better Everyday another fall victim to the beretter Why is there so much violence

Will you stand beside me like you did before And the wolf is at the door Would you still love me, if just perhaps The roof above our heads should suddenly collapse Would you still take me, for what I am If I had nothin? This heart?s an engine, it?s

It's a French kiss, Italian ice Spanish moss in the moonlight Just another American Saturday night Although usually it washes up on our shores She's got Brazilian leather boots on the pedal of her German car Listen to the Beatles singin' 'Back in the

Fame, fame, fame, fame Fame, fame, fame Fame makes a man take things over Fame lets him loose, hard to swallow Fame puts you there where things are hollow (fame) Fame, it's not your brain, it's just the flame That burns your change to keep you insane

I just want to celebrate! I'm a motherfuckin nigga with an attitude Die nigga! We are born to die nigga You've been dyin for 400 years Niggas know how to die Niggas don't know nothin' else, but dyin' Niggas dream 'bout dyin' I got a case, of spittin' in

Away from the light of the sun Away, I find what is real Expose the dark side When there is nothing Awakening emotional Impossible to tame Shot for shot Let the bullet penetrate me It breaks life