And I don't know how it gets better than this You take my hand and drag me head first And I don't know why but with you I'd dance In a storm in my best dress There's somethin' bout the way The street looks when it's just rained There's a glow off the

Say you'll never let me go Deep in my bones I can feel you Take me back to a time when we knew We could waste the night with an old film Smoke a little weed on the couch in the backroom Take it slow but it's not typical

Take me, try to break me open So fuck my life Why? 'cause I know something Hate me, try to make me change what’s right Why? 'cause I know you hate your life Take me, and try to break me Hate me, fuck my life Make me lie when I open (without even knowing)

Girl you know I like when you climb on top Love muscle feel tighter than a headlock And you know I love the way you make the bed rock Take me to Ecstasy with out takin Ecstasy I smell pussy! Is that you Irv? I smell pussy! Is that you Ja? I smell pussy!

Take a chance and don't think twice Life's a gamble, roll the dice Grab the wheel and don't look back Every day could be your last You want to be the king When I tell you jump, jump with me, get off your feet You want to live free This is your wake up

We'll escape So why don't you come away With me my love We'll do what it takes I'll keep you safe Why don't you stay by me And when the time comes Oh, come away with me Every few thousand years

When we're crashing, let's have passion Boy, you've got my heart on overdrive I can't stop this feeling baby Only you can make me come alive Overdrive (overdrive), overdrive (overdrive) Take a moment for yourself Get close with the lights down low You

When we're crashing, let's have passion Boy, you've got my heart on overdrive I can't stop this feeling baby Only you can make me come alive Overdrive, overdrive Take a moment for yourself Get close with the lights down low You and I and no one else I

You can run away with me Anytime you want Don't walk away Until we find our way in the dark and out of harm When the lights go out Will you take me with you And carry all this broken bone Through six years down in crowded rooms And highways I called home

When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan? As I lead this army make room for mistakes and depression The ghost of Mandela, hope my flows they propel it Let these words be your earth and moon you consume every message And with that being said my nigga,