That girl look familiar Real recognize real, that’s familiar I be ridin' the whip that ain’t familiar Getting to the money, that’s familiar Ohhh that’s familiar That can’t be yo girl, she familiar If you ain’t real we don’t feel ya Same my name to these

I'll walk you up, what time's the bus come? They woke up together Not quite realizing how Awkwardly stretching and yawning It's always hard in the morning And I suppose that's the price you pay Well, oh, it isn't what it was She's thinking he looks

Say it, everything that's in your head I know you hate me I'm the reason that you can't sleep I am the product of your filthy mind Bow down and realize that you are mine I'm the demon that lives in your mind under pressure, I will never change Holding

This time, this time I won't hold the line Been givin' you time that you do not deserve No, you're not mine, you just pretend to be Do not disturb You done really messed me up like that (Oh yeah, yeah, yeah) Came and stole my heart, oh, that's a fact (Oh

Sha la la la Last night I lay in bed so blue 'Cause I realized the truth, they can't love me like you Baby they ain't got a clue, can't love me like you They try to romance me But you got that nasty And that's what I want (that's what I want) So baby,

Will you care When I'm gone And it's time And I've really had enough And I'm sorry For the trouble Thats been costing us so much Splitting apart, it's getting harder to tell what you want So bored with these games, games

No other thing that's as precious to There's no other Than a heart that's real and a heart that's true There's no other Don't need diamonds so bright, this girl Don't need money, all right, this girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl Money rains from

Gangsta, gangsta! ("That's what they're yellin") ("It's not about a salary, it's all about reality") Three minutes my nigga, y'all know what it is JUST BLAZE! ("No more fun and games!") Gangsta gangsta, that's already evident Nigga Witta Attitude, check

What, what, what would I do? But that's the whole tragic point, my friends What, what would I do if I could suddenly feel And to know once again that what I feel is real? I could cry, I could smile, I might lay back for awhile Tell me what, what would I

Take a look for you'll never see Inside my realm of mass insanity I feed off fear inside a world that's wrong Take my hand now Won't you come along Pure psychosis in this madhouse Which I call my home Degradation in it's purist form You're not alone