Hey you've got to hide your love away Here I stand head in hand Turn my face to the wall If she's gone I can't go on Feeling two foot small Everywhere people stare Each and every day I can see them laugh at me And I hear them say

Too many faces, too many faces, too many faces Yeah, what's your definition of success? (Ayy!) I don't trust the thoughts that come inside my head (woo!) I don't trust this thing that beats inside my chest Who I am and who I wanna be cannot connect; why?

There is no hope for the human race We are flawed Searching for God I'm beaten down Will - taken away I cannot face another day I've lost my ground Standing face to face I'll never see my home again

It's a big bad world but I ain't ashamed to like the lights in my hand Beat in my face, beat in my face, The lights in my hand, and the beat in my face And the beat in my face I feel like dancing when I hear that sound Just wanna do it, eh, just wanna do

Is it my face you see? On your hands and knees when you crawl Through your nightmares When there's no more grace Does your heartbeat start to race? Crawling everywhere in the dark Poisonous shadows Do I haunt you in your sleep? How much pain, do you need

Act like a swine Your just a pig inside a human body Squealer squealer squeal out you’re so disgusting You’re just a pig inside Paint your face and C-catch the beat Maybe I should have a little more just to stay out of my mind 'Cause its when I'm not

Oh, let the sun beat down upon my face And stars to fill my dream I'm a traveler of both time and space To be where I have been To sit with elders of the gentle race This world has seldom seen They talk of days for which they sit and wait All will be

Move bitch, a nigga need a little space Ayy, damn this beat got bass I been on the fo' block, I been on the A Gun upon my waist like I'm tryna catch a case Stank look on my face, that's too much drugs and drank What you think I do? I buy more drugs and

One time, yeah, yeah Yo, all I need is one mic, one beat, one stage One nigga front, my face on the front page Only if I had one gun, one girl and one crib One god to show me how to do things his son did Pure, like a cup of virgin blood; mixed with 151,

Let me take you there Oh, let the sun beat down upon my face And stars fill my dream I'm a traveler of both time and space To be where I have been To sit with elders of the gentle race This world has seldom seen They talk of days for which they sit and