Must be love on the brain That's got me feeling this way (feeling this way) No matter what It beats me black and blue but it fucks me so good No matter what I do, I'm no good without you Must be love, must be love Mu-mu-must be love, love, love, love,

I'm just pillow talking with a bitch I just finished spazzin' on a bitch Now I'm pillow talking with a bitch She like apples to oranges That's brain Please don't neglect the brain Ey, ey Dmn! L tapped twice on some ass like grams

That's my favorite way of touchin' you But that ain't all I'm into I wanna get inside your brain Every part of you I go from touchin' you with both hands To touchin' you with no hands T-t-touchin' you T-t-touchin' you (touchin' with no hands, ooh)

And I heard it from a birdie, it was dead Temple to the brain from the TEC Don't you tell anybody that the babysitter's dead How'd they bring you back to life? That's a start resurrect, nigga Shaka Zulu new do with the TEC Don't you tell anybody that the

This is a blackout Don't let it go to waste I want to detonate My head and your heart Sometimes I feel I'm getting stuck Between the handshake and the fuck Real life is so hard We hide in the stars That's where our heads are

That's what I want Big fat money Some say money is bad for the soul Bad for the rock, bad for the roll Bad for the heart, bad for the brain Bad for damn near everything, oh It must be good for something Come on pay the rent Telephone, telefax,

That's how much we have in common (yeah!) That's how much we have in common (whoa!) That's how much we have in common (woo!) That's how much we have in common Brain dead, eye drops Pain meds, cyclops They bed, iPod Trainwrecks, sidewalks Playtex, icebox

We've got five years, my brain hurts a lot Five years, that's all we've got We've got five years, stuck on my eyes Five years, what a surprise We've got five years, what a surprise Five years, stuck on my eyes Pushing through the market square, So many