(Godzilla is still alive!) Damn a lot of niggas done changed on me (Damn they done changed on me) Fuck if I care, I got Jackson, Grant and Ben Frank on me I don't know why niggas hate on me I gotta move differently, I got a case on me I got 'em hirin'

No one will ever love you No one will ever love you like I do I know why you’re lonely It’s time you knew it too Don’t you try to tell me someone’s waiting They’re not waiting for you Oh and don’t you try to tell me that you’re wanted That you’re needed

Ooh why do we, we have to be Enemies, enemies? Forget all the scars All that they are Memories, memories Oh oh I know it hurts 'cause I feel it too I'm so sick of planning all my nights, nights 'Round avoiding you it’s gotta end We don’t have to love

'Cause a ho gonna be a ho A nigga gonna be a nigga No matter what the fuck you think Got cash in my escrow, never gonna let it go (Hell mothfuckin no!) (Hell mothfuckin no!) M-O double B I don't know why they want to trouble me Is it because they bitch

Twenty four karat magic in the air Head to toe so player Put your pinky rings up to the moon Girls, what y'all trying to do? Oh they don't know? (Go on tell 'em) So many pretty girls around me and they waking up the rocket (keep up) Why you mad, fix ya

When all hope is gone Turn on those sad songs Why don't you tune in and turn them on They reach into your room, oh oh oh Just feel their gentle touch (gentle touch) Sad songs say so much You know sad songs say so much Sad songs, they say When ever little

Why do you wanna go turn back time? Psychotic kids, they don't know what they want Wasted on the young Psychotic kids, we've got to keep control of them Come and take a ride in my psychotic mind My mum thinks I'm on heroin And my dad just thinks I'm gone

It's up to you not to heed the call-up 'N' you must not act the way you were brought up It's up to you not to hear the call-up Who knows the reasons why you have grown up? Who knows the plans or why they were drawn up? I don't want to die! I don't want

Don't know why My old friend My old friend, I recall The times we had, hanging on my wall I wouldn't trade them for gold 'Cause they laugh and they cry me Somehow sanctify me They're woven in the stories I have told, and tell again

They know, but they’ll never know why It’s a short fucking movie, man I’m going to try and take it slow I’m paying for my mistake That’s okay? I don’t mind a little pain It’s a short fucking movie man I know I’m going to try and take it slow