Amnesia, every memory fades away till it’s gone Where did you go? I don’t know why you need me alone If it was true, if it was you Don’t you think? Don’t you think I would know? So cold baby, now I’m going crazy Amnesia, went from everything to nothing

And Marie's the name of his latest flame Though I smiled the tears inside were a-burning I wished him luck and then he said goodbye He was gone but still his words kept returning What else was there for me to do but cry Would you believe that yesterday

Whiskey's gone but I ain't leaving. There's got to be a bottle in the back. Got to get this devil off my back. There's a note on the table. Said I ain't coming back. 'Til your sorry ass is gonegone. I'm tired of the cheating and running around. I never saw

I still go riding around town Got your rays on and my hats back and we're feeling cool as cash You go sliding through the static trying to find that song you love Smoke rolling up and you showing up like a dime piece in the dust Sunset, twilight, Friday

I'm on! (Come on!) It's still Nasty, raw in the flesh God's Son, never gonegone, never left King, I played every card in the deck The whole world waitin for what I'mma do next And y'all already know where I came from Queensbridge repper since day one Nigga,

Yeah we gonna be on fire tonight Yeah we gonna have a damn good time Yeah we gonna roll, on and on Yeah we gonna drink until it's gone Yeah we gonna sing all night long Gonna burn it down in shining light, Yeah we gonna get a little high off life Yeah we

Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah oh Baby's got a big red gun All I want is a big red gun I'm gonna shoot, shoot, shoot at the setting sun And all I want is a big red gun, I'm gonna shoot, shoot, shoot till the thrill is gone Brothers in arms who share my fears,

Dance while the music still goes on So dance while the music still goes on Why did things turn out so bad? Don't think about tomorrow Dance and forget our time is gone Tonight's a night we borrow Let's make it a memory, a night of our own A thing to

I had to cut lil' mama off, now we back on They think I'm still selling soft like his bag gone I was gone for a minute, now it's back on I'm self made and independent, yup, black on I'm self made and independent, yup we black on

I said shake rattle and roll Well I said shake, rattle and roll I said shake, rattle and roll Well you won't do right To save your doggone soul I believe it to my soul you're the devil in nylon hose I'm like the one-eyed cat peeping in a seafood store I