Bulldozer feeds upon the weaker as they fall Bulldozer crushes all This is the bulldozer Into the battles, making cages rattle There's a pain that's inside us and we're letting it out Charge right in, we dare to fail No one is giving in, always we live

Girl I’m out here I just finished on you Blowin' these hundreds Better get you wet now Better make you sweat now Ballin’ on you (ballin’ ballin’ ballin’) That’s my baby I’m out of your league, baby For a minute

Well she's walking through the clouds With a circus mind that's running 'round. Butterflies and zebras, fairy tales, That's all she ever thinks about. When I'm sad she comes to me With a thousand smiles she gives to me free. Said, "It's all right, take

Pissin' on my watch, like I got a bad bladder I'm simply fuckin' with shawty because her ass fatter All red Bentley truck, Alpha, Kappa They're checkin' my profile, no pic, I'm still fresher You do the bag That's what we on? (Murda on the beat, that's

The type of shit that make you wanna let go The type of shit that make you wanna Change is slow, always has been, always will be What good is taking over, when we know what you gon' do This is called being high as shit That's the name of this song nigga,

Please don't stop loving me You were born just to be in my arms Your lips were made just to be kissed by me Kissed by me When I'm with you I don't know day from night, wrong from right You are my world, that's all I know I love you so, I won't let go

What about you? You act like you're a know-it-all Yeah I used to do that, I used to be like that I'm still a bit like that But I'm not searching for the answer I'm just talking through a speaker Because that's all that I have ever learned to do Watch

Yes I ask you very confidentially, ain't she sweet? Oh I repeat, well, don't you think that's kinda neat? Ain't she sweet? See her walking down that street. Ain't she nice? Look her over once or twice. Yes I ask you very confidentially, ain't she nice?

So what game shall we play today? How about the one where you don't get your way? And even if you do, that's o.k., Dinner at eight, that sounds fine, I suppose it means you'll turn up round nine, Bought a bunch of flowers just for her, She says the

Welcome to a new kind of tension All across the alien nation Where everything isn't meant to be okay Television dreams of tomorrow We're not the ones who're meant to follow For that's enough to argue Don't wanna be an American idiot Don't want a nation