The thug nigga, drug dealer where you at, a where you at nigga Ya dope boyz in the trapp nigga A crack a ki' a crumb do it fifty mo' times The quarter go for 5 and the half go for 9 Still in the trapp wit them break down dimes Hit me on the hipper

How could I ever go back Back to the life Where I lived amongst the dead Who have forgotten how to feel And become slaves to memory And wishful thinking But your love has set me free As you awaken every star That has been sleeping In the constellation of

In hell, there's comfort in these flames and I don't feel the pain Here in the dark I can see where you are I see so clearly The beat of my heart just stops and starts Whenever you're near me I just gotta thank you, all the love I gave you Came and you

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

When I'm not with you Nothing ever feels good When I'm not with you, I'm not me I'm not in control of what I do, it's not me I come back to the places where we found us We're somewhere in a place between love and lust And I could go anywhere, anywhere is

Sweet creature, sweet creature We're both stubborn I know, but oh Wherever I go, you bring me home When I run out of road, you bring me home Sweet creature But we're still young And oh we started Two hearts in one home

I remember those songs on the radio The jasmine, the wind in your hair Summer and smoke, diamonds and dust Go where you will, do what you must The promise was made, your word was enough We had dreams, visions and plans Into the night, out of our hands

It's about us right now, girl, where you going? I'm with you I'm with you, oh oh oh Yeah, I can't get enough of you, babe Bottles open up so you can try and open up for me, baby M.I.A. in the MIA You do you, girl, the haters gon' hate Cut them off like

Lock and load your gun, where I'm from, the Third World son Been to many places but I'm Third world-born Guerrillas hit and run where I'm from: the Third World son You polluted everything, and now the Third World's gone The waters poisoned where I'm from

And we will never be alone again 'Cause it doesn't happen everyday Kinda counted on you being a friend Kinda given up on giving away Now I thought about what I wanna say But I never really know where to go So I chained myself to a friend 'Cause there's