I'm on! (Come on!) It's still Nasty, raw in the flesh God's Son, never gone, never left King, I played every card in the deck The whole world waitin for what I'mma do next And y'all already know where I came from Queensbridge repper since day one Nigga,

Thinking 'bout you lots lately Or are you moving along? Have you been eating breakfast alone like me? Have you been filling empty beds just like me? Scared of moving on, but you're already gone I know I'm the stupid one who ended it And now I'm the

He's just a singer, a natural born guitar ringer Kind of a clinger to sad old songs He's not a walk-behinder, he's a new note finder But his name's a reminder Of a blues man that's already gone So he started drinkin', took some things that messed up his

I don't need your love Your time is up, I'll tell you why You say you're sorry But it's too late now So save it, get gone, shut up 'Cause if you think I care about you now Well, boy, I don't give a fuck So I cut you off 'Cause I already cried enough

And I'm feelin' strong I will sing this vict'ry song 'Cause I'm already gone Woo hoo hoo, my my, woo hoo hoo Yes, I'm already gone Already gone Well, I heard some people talkin' just the other day And they said you were gonna put me on a shelf But let me

Sometimes you sulk, sometimes you burn God rest your soul When the loving comes and we've already gone Just like your dad, you'll never change You bite through the big wall, the big wall bites back You just sit there and sulk, sit there and bawl You are

The streets keep tryin' to say Come back around this way I've already gone that way I won't go back today I'm not goin' back But I'm not going back

I'm already gone I'm going crazy Tryin' to figure out why you are leavin' Give me a reason Say that you need me Please don't ask me to go I'm already gone, oh Please just leave me alone

I'm the last leaf on the tree The autumn took the rest but they won't take me The autumn took the rest But they won't take me When the autumn wind blows They're already gone They flutter to the ground 'Cause they can't hang on There's nothing in the world

He's just a singer, a natural born guitar ringer Kind of a clinger to sad old songs He's not a walk-behinder, he's a new note finder But his name's a reminder Of a blues man that's already gone So he started drinkin', took some things that messed up his