She loves me not, loves me not I don't know, if I care I'm a jerk, life's not fair Fighting all the time,this is out of line Do you realize I will compromise She loves me not Loves me not When I see her eyes Look into my eyes

Scalding hail Flying chunks of hot debris rushing through the air Vapors causing blisters, eyes blinded by the glare Clouds that shower death, hell falling from the sky Searing rain of molten rock, flesh begins to fry Burning fragments, steaming stones

All day, all night All night, all day Ready fi get di cook up hype an Ya see we nah stray, we roll tight Alla mi girls get ya hands up for mi hype Dutty Rockin' it from Kingston J-A Let's ride, all night It's alright

Kelly watch the stars The stars, the stars Kelly watch the stars

Balance ton quoi D'aller te faire en, hmm- Laisse-moi te chanter Même si tu parles mal des filles je sais qu'au fond t'as compris Balance ton quoi, un jour peut-être ça changera Ouais j'passerai pas à la radio Parce que mes mots sont pas très beaux Ouais

Who knew you’d be hated for being who you are And be a big target for all the insecure There’s a bullseye painted on our chests In the crosshairs of the ignorant But I am not your scapegoat anymore Didn’t forget and you’re not forgiven I won’t forget, I

We don't fight fair Don't pretend you ever forgot about me With smiles on our faces We're dropped and well concealed In secret places (We don't fight fair) We do it in the dark Wouldn't you rather be a widow than a divorcee? Style your wake for fashion

I'm running after time and I miss the sunshine Summer days will come happiness will be mine I'm lost in my words I don't know where I'm going I do the best I can not to worry about things (I'm running after time and I miss the sunshine) (Summer days will

For long you live and high you fly Breathe, breathe in the air Don't be afraid to care Leave but don't leave me Look around, choose your own ground And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry And all your touch and all you see Is all your life will ever

My niggas got a streetsweeper, air the whole block out Fuck around and blow the whole stock out Real street nigga, we gon' fuck around and pop out We gon' bend your block and we gon' spin again (spin again) If she wanna fuck, she gotta bring a friend