Whatever happens here Drown me with rain I'm gonna wake up Screaming your name Yes I'm a sinner Yes I'm a saint Yeah every single time the wind blows Every single time the wind blows

'cause we know just what we are Yeah we know just what we are Know just what we are Hey ! Stay young and invincible ! And come what may we're unstoppable And I think that it's not quite right One way out is all you're ever going to get From those who'll

You got me comin', under fire Oh yeah, I'm comin', under fire Is it any wonder, you got me comin' under fire? Comin' like thunder, you know you make me walk the wire Comin' like thunder You know you make me walk the wire Your kind of woman gotta heart of

Maybe get you drunk, maybe high too Maybe fall in love, maybe fall in love You know what it is when I slide through I could lift you up you only 5'2 I could take you to the otherside, yeah Show you that there's more than meets the eye, yeah I should let

Skankin' sweet Forget your troubles and rock with me You nuh feel how reggae music sweet, yeah-e-yeah Everybody wanna feel irie I'm gonna be skankin' Skankin', groovin', hallelujah Skankin', groovin, help me Jah Jah Skankin', groovin', under pressure

Let's hit Fingalicking for lunch (What up, Khaled) South Beach, book a room, you're my lunch, aw yeah (Yeah) You get me so high, baby, I don't need no drug (Yeah) Don't be wasting my time, girl I need your love (Your love) Go get the lotion (Yeah), let

Fuck Donald Trump Yeah, yeah, fuck Donald Trump Yeah, nigga, fuck Donald Trump Yeah, fuck Donald Trump This is the activation of the emergency broadcast system Yeah, nigga, fuck Donald Trump (It's for our people) Yeah, fuck Donald Trump (Ain't nobody

We can see where things go naturally Just say the word and I'll part the sea It's alright Just come over here and sit next to me Yeah, it's alright Yeah it's over, it's over I'm circling these vultures Got me praying, man this hunger Feeling something

That ain't us, That ain't my America, That ain't My America You want to slam ol' Uncle Sam but I ain't lettin' you Yeah I'm mad as hell and you know I still, bleed red white and blue Sometimes I want to light up underneath the no smoking sign Sometimes I

We'd drive too fast Yeah man, we run this town We'd get too loud Nothin’ but a bunch of time to kill Set up on the big hill Seventeen, we owned those streets That was our spot, that’s where we’d always meet And we’d roll on out