All I know is The darkness makes it hard to see the light But the time is always right to do what's right If you only knew You're not the only one Please give me a redemption song I need one real bad No one seems to write them now That John and Bob are

And there ain't, no No one can change it No one can do it better than yourself I'm like, oh I hope you know you're not alone in that hell Oh, oh I hope you know you're not alone in that hell I got the letter back Saying I can come and see you I really

I want to hold your hand, I want to hold your hand. I think you'll understand. When I'll say that something And when I touch you I feel happy inside. It's such a feeling that my love I can't hide, I can't hide, I can't hide. Oh yeah, I'll tell you

You seemed so sweet at the start But the start's all wrong You say you speak from your heart But your heart's all gone Yeah your heart's all gone Take off the gloves We fell in love by the side of the road This desert will break you down The veins you cut

I'm in the hood where niggas don't bother me (check it out) Thirty-five hunnid my cardigan (check it out) Shawty gon' fuck, shawty gon' swallow me (check it out) Shawty gon' get on top of me You know what I'm saying? Yeah, me and my homie We do this shit

Huncho farm (Huncho), got your bitch on porn (smash, smash) Whip's too foreign (skrrt, skrrt) ice on arms (ice, ice) Shit go bad, like it's L.A. traffic, yeah Crushin' down Addy, yeah, bustin' out plastic (yeah!) Whip's too foreign (skrrt), iced my arm

That every something fades Already tried to leave I've always tried to say I'm livin' in-between Already got me sayin' Baby, I got no patience Give me one conversation I can be soft, you can behave Stop trippin' over me, yeah

Por esos días llenos de sueños Por ese beso que estuvo a punto de matar No hubo nadie que me amara tanto Ahora entiendo claramente cuanto Terminemos con la cara en alto este amor Por la sonrisa, que no volverá Se que duele tanto recordar Que sientes

It's about to be a robbery (Robbery) It's about to be a robbery Fuckin' with me, fuckin' with me Don't make a sound (Don't make a sound), don't make a sound (Don't make a sound) Yeah, a robbery It's about to be a robbery (Oh, we 'bout to rob 'em) LJ on

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