Your sweet love saved me not a moment too soon And not a moment too soon With not a minute to spare You touched my heart when I didn't have a prayer In my darkest hour When my world was filled with gloom I was standing at the end of my rainbow With no

Hey you got something Go, go, and the ride was shared Go limo, go limo I'll take you out of the wishin' well I thinkin' I have a plan Go with your bad self Why did you cheat yourself? You think you're losing China's not accusing

I don't know why you don't take me downtown anymore Talk it up and give me the go round round like a good time tease I'm only counting on your cancellation When I should be counting on you at my door Did you forget about how we went around Well, all the

What the hell did I do to deserve all of this? Gimme any reason not to fuck you up I'm cold I'm ugly I'm always confused by everything I can stare into a thousand eyes But every smile hides a bold faced lie It itches it seethes it festers and breathes

Fuck me! I'm all out of enemies Spit it out All you wanna do is drag me down All I wanna do is stamp you out Did you ever gave a damn in the first place Maybe it's time you had the tables turned 'Cause in the interest of all involved I got the problem

Either way, eat your words, it's our time we deserve, oh to have a good time Take me, far away, anywhere As long as it's fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, fun I wanna go! Hey, maybe all probably takes it's toll? Hey, but didn't I make honor roll? The school

Yeah, thank you baby! For making someday come so soon For loving me the way you do There had to be someway, I knew I'd find it someday Oh, thank you baby for Loving me like you do I didn't like dating, And trying to find someone

Feeling like Phil when I make the play I light the streets where you are I did not come here from nothin' I need a whole lot of money Crossing these hoes out to featherweight Putting your bitches on layaway Niggas they know me from stuntin' All of my

My bitch good looking I did the digital dash I give the junky a blast My dope in the bushes I fuck your bitch in the passenger I send that dope to your momma though Out in the streets like thermometers You rats will never be honorable They know I'mma kid

I hear them all the time I hear you all the time Grandma's singing in the bedroom It's a near forgotten lullaby She used to sing when I wasn't well Father's outside chopping firewood Like he did when he'd been drinking Or when he and mom were at it again