I'll go back to my old ways Not goin' back to my old ways These colors, colors, colors, colors I'm not in the same place That I was, I was, I was, I was But if somebody tells me I'm gonna say no way I'm out of the doorway I'm hearin' them all say

When you're living off the land Living off the land I'm just a man doing the best that I can Saint or a sinner, the loser can be a winner with a plan I'll be damned, sometimes it's hard, the backed-up bills on the credit card She keep on threatenin' to

I'm gonna follow the sun Oh, oh, oh, oh Now I'm gonna tell my momma That I'm a traveller Don't stop, you got to move I'm never gonna stop Keep moving on, moving on Follow the sun Hop back to my heart

Backwards and forwards with My heart hanging out I love no other way What am I gonna do if we lose that fire? I ain't no vision, I am the man Who loves you inside out Loves you inside out Baby, I can't figure it out Your kisses taste like honey

Serpent, burn in Hell Burn me alive and take my life back, I don't deserve this body Every day is another battle, and I'm tired of fighting The devil grabs my throat, and now I know that I'm not the only one to blame Years of empty bottles and broken

Meet the man that made me Greet the can that I came from Oh the fucking sacred heart of Jesus Blew it in the back room Feelin' like a real goon Slam the fuck aside, man I'm on, you're not I am the great big mouth

Blood, blood, blood, blood-blood-blood I'm the Doctor's Advocate, nigga Dre shot ya Brought me back from the dead, that's why they call him the doctor The Math gon' drop him And 50 ain't rocking with him no more It's okay, I get it popping Whole club

There I was, now here I am I got off track, I made mistakes Back slid my way into that place where souls get lost Lines get crossed And the pain won't go away I hit my knees, now here I stand I came up out of the water Raise my hands up to the father

'Cause I believe in karma You should try a little harder And you believe in drama Or karma's gonna come for you You can talk that talk but it all comes back around I'll give you something, something to talk about I don't know who you think you are Or

Panama, Panama Hot shoe, burnin' down the avenue Don't you know she's coming home with me? I'll get her! Jump back, what's that sound Here she comes, full blast and top down Model citizen zero discipline You'l lose her in the turn Ain't nothin' like it,