Need a bishop preaching fire To get away with my sins Despise everything I see I come from the ashes of molten hatred Raised by the demons in abodes of the end The reaper's scythe I fall upon to light my path Wrecked by mangled wounds of life I have

Wake up from a dream She's my ever-everything I need her more than anything She's my tranquility (uh) I can't go to sleep Without her next to me So I'm sure she's the one for me (me) Da-la, la-la-la-la, la-la, yeah Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh

Why I never walked away Why I played myself this way Now I see your testing me pushes me away The sacrifice of hiding in a lie The sacrifice is never knowing Everything falls apart Even the people who never frown eventually break down Everything has to

Whatever happens, don't let go of my hand Whatever, whatever, whatever Don't let go of my hand He gives a nervous smile, tries to understand her side To show that he cares She's consumed with everything that's been goin' on Everything will be alright, he

This could be the end of my world But if she wants to leave She's got everything I want There's nothing stopping me From getting her attention Broken dreams, that's what she's been on But now I'm in the picture And the puzzle pieces of our love start to

My girl is superbad That's a fact, knock your train right off the track Ooh, she's a classy girl My girl is superbad, super-stacked Got no time for photographs, watch out! And everything she does, it's always by design She's a miracle, she got everybody

She's got whatever it is It blows me away She's everything I wanted to say to a woman But couldn't find the words to say I don't know what to do Because every time I try and tell her how I feel You got whatever it is It comes out "I love you" She's got

She's got everything she needs She's an artist, she don't look back Proud to steal her anything she sees She never stumbles She's got no place to fall Bow down to her on Sunday Salute her when her birthday comes She can take the dark out of the night

My baby, she's into everything I wanna do. So, what you wanna do? (You and me, sitting in a tree. F-U-C-K-I-N-G) She'll do every naughty thing I want My baby, she's up for anything I wanna do. She's a giver and it gets her off. If it was on TV, or ever

She's got everything she needs, she's an artist She don't look back You will start out standing Proud to steal her anything she sees She never stumbles, she's got no place to fall She wears an Egyptian ring that sparkles before she speaks Bow down to her