I know I let you down But you're giving me a chance You know I never want to let you down It cuts me up to see you sad And I wish that I could undo what I've done Give back the faith in me you had You know I love you more than anyone But I get a little

I could skate away on I wish I had a river It's coming on Christmas They're cutting down trees They're putting up reindeer And singing songs of joy and peace I wish I had a river so long I would teach my feet to fly Oh I wish I had a river

Now we're listenin' to old Alabama A little dixieland delight and it feels so right Oh, play me some old Alabama She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans Than a fancy evening dress And with her windows rolled down And her hair all blown around She's a

How's it goin' down? If it's on 'til we gone then I gots to know now Is you wit' me or what? What type of games are bein' played? A lot of niggas cut the cheque so they can take this flow What these bitches want from a nigga? On some DMX shit I grew weak

In a round of bullets and blood and smoke, I saw the midnight come and I watched her go. I watched her go. I got a razor sharp mind that wants to cut you down. A little place in mind and baby I could let you down. Pony up, we got a ways to go. Set me up

Now we're listenin' to old Alabama A little dixieland delight and it feels so right Oh, play me some old Alabama She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans Than a fancy evening dress And with her windows rolled down And her hair all blown around She's a

It just gets all the way to me It ain't like smoke gets in your clothes Naw, it cuts through my skin and digs in way down deep Soaks in like rain Burns like a flame Takes ahold of my soul underneath Something 'bout George Jones on the headphones Truth

You're moving too fast Frames can't catch you when You're moving like that Slow down everyone Brushfire fairytales Itsy bitsy diamond wells Big fat hurricanes Yellow bellied given names Well shortcuts can slow you down

I've been sitting on the charts like a beach chair My last album, spent 52 weeks there Almost finished with the second, you should be scared Storms coming you should go inside and prepare No shortcuts, it ain't no cheats there I brought the whole city

I could skate away on Oh I wish I had a river It's coming on Christmas They're cutting down trees They're putting up reindeer And singing songs of joy and peace I wish I had a river I wish I had a river so long I would teach my feet to fly