Since I met me you, baby My life, my life has changed My heart has filled with love Cause you made me mea brand new man But I'm missing you so, I can't let you Its all in my heart, it can't fall apart Loving you, you know it's true That I love, I'm loving

Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don, Nas the Don Inna New York City, inna New York City New York girl, dem a mad over we Smoking a escubano, guzzle my second bottle Hope I don’t catch a homo, grossing our net Simultaneously making me meclimb higher

And you're all mine, say what they may Now I'm all yours, I'm not afraid And all your love I'll take to the grave All the lives always tempted to trade Will they hate me mefor all the choices I made? Will they stop when they see me meagain? I can't stop now

And they made their house from a tool shed Grandaddy rolled down on two logs And they built walls all around it And they made that house a home They taught us 'bout good living They taught is right and wrong Lord there'll never be another place In this

Speak to me meYou make me mefeel like I'm fucking drowning (I need to cut you out, I need to cut you out) You made my world come crashing down around me (I need to cut you out) Black is all that I see You used to be all that I needed I need to cut you out, I

Inside this dying world I can only imagine that wrath is being held out So there will be time for us to be redeemed But surely wrath is not being held out So that we may redeem ourselves For I've seen the madness Of those who died trying But is regret

Down at the Whiskey Living out our dreams Do you remember when? We were on the run Got loaded like a shotgun We never made a dime But god we had a good time We always made a scene Runaways in a van

Blame it on my A-D-D baby Sail, sail, sail Sail, sail, This is how I show my love I made it in my mind because This is how an angel dies Blame it on my own sick pride

Somehow to believe In the choice I made Am I better off this way? I can hear the voice inside my head Saying you should be with me meinstead Every time I'm feeling down, I wonder What would it be like with you around? And I want, I need I was only a kid

See how they run Lady Madonna, children at your feet Wonder how you manage to make ends meet Who finds the money when you pay the rent? Did you think that money was heaven sent? Friday night arrives without a suitcase Sunday morning creeping like a nun