That's right I'm in it Star fucker That's all them can do We deal with action ting Just a badman thing a dat man do When we roll 'round 'pon your block (I'll be long gone, grab that ass, set your code) That's why I'm in it and I can't get out

Your former you That stranger in the mirror Oh, that's you Why'd you look so blue? Now you're just a shallow In the morning on the train You sit and stare at the rain Or bury yourself in your books Don't look at no strangers

Mark my words Mark my words, that's all that I have Mark my words, give you all I got In every way I will You're the only reason why Oh I don't wanna live a lie So you heard it all before Falling in and out of trust Trying to rekindle us

It seems to me I could live my life A lot better than I think I am I guess that's why they call me They call me the workin' man They call me the workin' man I guess that's what I am I get up at seven, yeah And I go to work at nine

And we've waited through the suffering and pain And bitches ride the dick like the A-train That's why I flip, keep a burner to my hip Take a hooker to the crib, you know she got to strip Stay dip, take out of state trips Don't drink a lot of Hennessy, I

The patient mental sits and stares An idle mind that's empty, screaming Staring back Why won't they leave him, leave him alone A passive speared ritual Drive by our war ship...the hate driven envy Why won't they leave me, leave me alone Just as I am,

While my guitar gently weeps Still my guitar gently weeps. I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping I don't know why nobody told you How to unfold your love I don't know how someone controlled

You know I love you, can't stand the way you do Bye bye, baby baby, bye bye Sometimes I wonder, why don't she write to me? Baby baby, come back home to me Well, you telling me it's true now and that's alright for you Bye bye, baby baby, don't cry If I've

That's why I'm Get up and get yours nigga O, O, O, O, O I think this I'd like to reintroduce myself, ha ha

And I'll be me Why don't you be you Just let it be So come on, let it go Everything that's broke Leave it to the breeze From walking home and talking loads Seeing shirts in evening clothes with you From nervous touch and getting drunk