It'd be better for us if you don't understand They don't know how old I am They found armor in my belly Then I found a place it's dark and it's rotted It's a cool, sweet kinda place Where the coppers won't spot it However, everyday I'm dumping the body

Can you be appeased? Can you bring it all back to me? Bring it all back to me It's all that I want I'd been carving you To see what form you'd take You were hiding in ivory I just wanted to free you shape Bringing me down, its too quiet to breathe Who

Pay attention to the cracked streets And the broken homes Some call it slums Some call it nice I want to take you through A wasteland I like to call my home Welcome to paradise Dear mother It makes me wonder why I'm still here

It's just the lights coming on It's so easy to set off The molecules and the caplets They all have something against me Nothing I do makes me feel different This one's like your sister's best friends In a bath calling you to join them Can't avoid them

I'm havin? a baby A little girl, a little boy, a little you, a little me And I'm so proud to be that baby's daddy What is this news you've got to tell me? Girl, what has got you so excited? Why would you call me on my job When I'm right in the middle of

Don't call me up So don't call me up I'm over you and I don't need your lies no more 'Cause the truth is, without you, boy, I'm stronger And I know it's sad that I changed, have a cold heart But it was your game that left scars Ooh, I'm over you I'm

Deep in my heart, I know that it's over When we were younger, younger You and me were so, so close And maybe that's what hurts the most So I just save my breath Deleted your number so I can't call you Call you my brother, the way that we used to I've

I guess I wanted you more And lookin' back now I'm sure I wanted you more I don't need you anymore I kept waitin' on a reason In a call that never came No I never, saw it comin' Somethin' in you must have changed All the words unspoken, promises broken

Call up them hoes fasho', fasho' (Fasho') Bring me some pack, fasho', fasho' (Fasho') McLaren came with the butterfly doors (Doors) I'm seventeen and I just made the Forbes (Forbes) Unlimited drip fasho' (Woo) I give your daughter some coke (Uhh) This is

I put that on the bible boy, count your blessings Put that on the bible boy, count your blessings Have you ever seen a MAC-11? New TEC-9 with the extension Mayday, man down, call the reverend Niggas in Missou ain't changed Make ya have to let loose