Gotta deal with the devil When you're high who ya flying for When you ride who ya riding for When you toast who ya drinking for When you play, gotta deal with the devil I took the pills, I've been consumed I drank the water, I had to choose I'm still

Some days you gotta dance Live it up when you get the chance 'Cause when the world doesn't make no sense And you're feeling just a little too tense Gotta loosen up those chains and dance It was about five 'til five on Friday We were all getting ready to

(Don't walk away) all you gotta do is stay Gone- how in the world will I go on (Don't walk away) Don't walk away, don't say goodbye Don't turn around, don't let it die When shadows fall, when day is done All through the night, all of my life Don't walk

I'm a broke record, a broke record. You've got my heart-heart skip-skip-skipping a beat From the needle through my ahead, hit repeat You're a song I gotta sing along with the men When it gets to the end I gotta play it again and again

(If you're troubled) you've just gotta let it go (All your hustles ain't for nothing) You've just gotta take it slow (When you need me, baby) all you do is let me know (If you're worried, baby) you've just gotta let it go Dear Lord, can you take it away

You have to eat the dream, you have to sleep the dream, you have to dream the dream You gotta touch, you have to see it when nobody else sees it You have to feel it when it's not tangible You have to believe it when you cannot see it You gotta be

When I look at you it's like I've been baptised It's so spiritual like I've been sanctified Oh I'm drunk in love and you're Beyoncé Let's get it on All I gotta say is I feel like a rolling stoner Don't think I can keep my composure Girl, until the night

I gotta know tonight If you're alone tonight Can't stop this feeling Oh, I get hysterical, hysteria Oh can you feel it, do you believe it? It's such a magical mysteria When you get that feelin', better start believin' 'Cause it's a miracle, oh say you

These are my confessions Just when I thought I said all I can say My chick on the side said she got one on the way Man I'm throwed and I don't know what to do I guess I gotta give you part two of my confessions If I'm gonna tell it then I gotta tell it

Push up, push up, push up, push up Bitch, drop it, when you see a hundred bands poppin' Drop it, when you see a hundred bands poppin' Push up, push up, push up, gotta push up on it Push up, push up, push up, push up on Pray to the high, for my enemies