But I forgive, I been forgiven, I hold grudges too Murda on the beat so it's not nice I was piss poor, sleeping on the dirt floor And we couldn't pay the rent so it's a notice on the door The neighbors been noticed so what I'ma front for? Using pennies

You wouldn't know what to say to yourself Love is a poverty you couldn't sell Misery waits in vague hotels To be evicted Oh, when they beat upon a broken guitar And all the streets, they reek of tropical charms The embassies lie in hideous shards Where

Can't be getting mad what, you mad? Can't handle that Wish we could switch up the roles and I could be that Tell you I love you, but when you call, I never get back Would you ask them questions like me, like where you be at? 'Cause I'm out, four in the

I break the law, hop in the Wraith Doing the race, dodging the case Get out my face, get out my face Get out my face (Jay Young's got that beat locked) Dodging the case! (It's 6 figure music baby)

I'm a broke record, a broke record. You've got my heart-heart skip-skip-skipping a beat From the needle through my ahead, hit repeat You're a song I gotta sing along with the men When it gets to the end I gotta play it again and again

Let the vibe, let the vibe Sippin' on straight chlorine Can you build my house with pieces? I'm just a chemical Sippin' on straight chlorine, let the vibes slide over me This beat is a chemical, beat is a chemical When I leave don't save my seat, I'll be

Say you'll never turn and run Cause each and every beat of my heart Tells me you're the only one I know I can keep you satisfied I'll prove it tonight in so many ways That's a promise from the heart Words don't come easy I'll give you everything that I

Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves on the ground In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found Run away before you drown, or the streets will beat you down I hitched a ride, until the coast To leave behind, all of my ghosts Searching

Strange how hard it rains now Rows and rows of big dark clouds When I'm holding on underneath this shroud It's hard to listen to a hard hard heart Beating close to mine Pounding up against the stone and steel Walls that I won't climb Sometimes a hurt is

The wind calls your name, get out of your bed Go on out to the hills, the wind will lead Just when we prevail, the hangman is here Hear his boots and see the figure passing by Echoes of him have been heard Spiritually he is all intact Say your prayer