Grrrrrrr.. uh, uh, uh, yeah! Uhh! Fourth motherfuckin time baby (what?) Out the gate! (uh-huh) You motherfuckers can't be serious (you can't be serious) You thought I'd let you have this shit (what?) You thought this rap shit was yours? (uh-uh! uh-uh!)

But why did it have to be me? It's only natural That's only natural I was so lonesome, I was blue I couldn't help it, it had to be you and I Always thought you knew the reason why I only wanted a little love affair Now I can see you are beginning to care

Then I realized, it's a crazy world And I closed my eyes, will you leave me girl So I closed my eyes, never leave me girl Then I realized, it's a crazy world I was out with the morning sun Couldn't sleep, so I thought I'd take a walk I was thinking of

To court and spark Love came to my door With a sleeping roll And a madman's soul He thought for sure I'd seen him Dancing up a river in the dark Looking for a woman He was playing on the sidewalk For passing change

Sometimes I scare myself, myself Shit could get menacin', frightenin', find help Shit can get menacin', frightenin', find help Tweakin', tweakin' off that 2CB, huh? Is he gon' make it? TBD, huh Thought I was gon' run, DMC, huh? I done died and lived

I couldn't hide from the thunder In the sky full of song Hold me down, I'm so tired now Aim your arrow at the sky Take me down, I'm too tired now I thought that I was flying But maybe I'm dying tonight Grab me by my ankles I've been flying for too long

No on gets me like you and when you kiss me Girl you rock me harder than some downtown band I thought I knew what love was, but I didn't have a clue I never found anything that make me feel like I do about you The bluest skies don't seem so blue And the

How to hate a bitch That owe you everything At least a wedding ring Moving on to better things So don't you call me talking 'bout them other fools I'm not good enough for you I thought that we was cool If you need a shoulder to cry on, girl I won't

Soon as I thought I was having a good time This nigga think he slick See, everybody trying hit me with the homie convo And the homie convo Turn into the money convo (I ain't gon' beat around the bush my nigga Let a nigga borrow a couple hundred dollars

Two weeks ago for the Christmas formal For the Christmas formal That's a fuckin' sacrament Just so, you know 'Cause the Christmas formal last year was so funny I thought well, maybe I didn't like mescaline before but I had such a good time It was just so