Freaky thangs, we be bout 'em Cut up! Know we like that, get that cut up Get that cut up! Oh-whooo, cut up We love to cut up cause we like them freaky thangs I like it when you let me try, anythang Let a nigga get a little cut up girl It's two a.m. in

I've got new rules, I count 'em I've gotta tell them to myself You ain't getting over him One, don't pick up the phone You know he's only calling 'cause he's drunk and alone Two, don't let him in Three, don't be his friend You know you're gonna wake up

I try but I can't see what you see I am not a child now I can take care of myself I mustn't let them down now Mustn't let them see me cry I'm fine, I'm fine I'm too tired to listen I'm too old to believe All these childish stories

Yeah, Amerikaz mothafuckin' Nightmare, bitch They wanna know, where the hood at? Nigga, we right here Live in the flesh with the Tecs, they never scared Them guns we holding, claustrophobic, we'll let 'em air Dump-dump, reloaded the Amerikaz Nightmare

I got new rules, I count 'em I gotta tell them to myself One, don't pick up the phone You know he's only calling 'cause he's drunk and alone Two, don't let him in You'll have to kick him out again Three, don't be his friend You know you're gonna wake up

Focus on me Focus on me (focus) Focus on me (focus on me) Let's find a light inside our universe now Where ain't nobody keep on holding us down Just come and get it let them say what they say 'Cause I'm about to put them all away I know what I came to do

Ya know what I mean Busta Rhymes in the place y'all Let me tell ya a little something, Yeah, alright Busta 1995, this year I want One of them Crazy, Sexy-Cool women Ya know what I'm sayin' One of them real crazy, just sexy

(My heartbeat) Don’t you know your secret’s safe with me? (my heartbeat, my heartbeat) ‘Cause I won’t let them know I won’t let you go, baby I don’t care what your past is I don’t need no answers Just have faith in me All your worries can be put to, can

Let it go, let it go Let the storm rage on Don't let them in, don't let them see Can't hold it back anymore The cold never bothered me anyway Here I stand Snow glows white on the mountain tonight, not a foot print to be seen A kingdom of isolation, and

Make them stop La da da da, la da da dau, la da da da, la da dau I'm holding on to what I know And what I know, I must let go But I would rather play a song for the eyes to sing along We live for the night's decor It reveals what we dream of I know