Hear what it´s sayin´ And listen to your heart hear what it´s sayin´ It´s never too late, too late to Stop, look, listen to your heart (Stop right now and listen to your heart) (Stop, look) You´re alone all the time Does it ever puzzle you

If that's what it takes, that's what I'd do Do I have to break down, baby just to break through If that's what it takes Tonight's the night, I'm gonna prove it to you I played the part of a broken heart upon a shelf I played that part so lonely and so

I am your butterfly I need your protection Need your protection Be my samurai I'm a ninja, yo My life is like a video game I maintain when I'm in the zone One player, one life on the mic limited time (Yo Ninja, go!)

Xans gon' take you Xans gon' fake you (yeah) Xans don't make you (you) And Xans gon' betray you (what? Yeah) And if I die don't miss me (ayy) I wish that bitch just kiss me (ayy) (You are now listening to a Bobby Johnson beat) Ooh, I pop a Perc' when I'm

You ain't gotta wait up, I ain't 'boutta save ya I'ma just be honest, I won't see you later I'ma keep it pushin', you should keep it pushin' We both know what's up, aye We were too young, not ready I was wide eyed, I loved heavy You, made me think

Love is a losing game Love is a losing hand And now the final frame Love is a fate resigned For you I was the flame Five story fire as you came Love is losing game One I wished, I never played Oh, what a mess we made

You love me a saint or a sinner Somewhere between darkness and light And the gray where we live between wrong and right Whether I'm lost or I'm washed in the river Somehow we've stumbled our way into love There's two kinds of prayers on your knees The

Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy on me Well if I've done somebody wrong, Lord, have mercy if you please Please have mercy, Lord have mercy on me I used to have plenty of money, the finest clothes in town But bad luck and trouble overtaken me, bound to

H-Town got me feeling so throwed Spit fire and the world so cold Don’t, don’t play with her don’t be dishonest Aye, still not understanding this logic Aye, I’m back and I’m better I want you bad as ever Don’t let me just let up I want to give you better

Hangman we played rubber soul with a razor blade Behind the church, hiding place, It was a long joke till the punch line came. Can you read my mind, read my mind Follow along to the end of the song Hangman we played double dutch with a hand grenade