We are far from perfect But perfect as we are We are bruised, we are broken But we are goddamn works of art Meanwhile, the cracks have formed on the masks we've worn up 'til now Keeping up appearances, don't break now We're buckled from the weight

This is not, this is not I'm just saying boy Rambo, they begging for mercy, like the lambo' No they told me kill them all, goddamn though I know they want to see me fall, look where I am though On two feet, that's where I stand though I'm a true fucking

Goddamn you say you'll get up with me. You're the crowd, come on give it back to me. You're the crowd come on give it back to me. You won't beg for me, beg for me, beg for me. You won't beg for me, be there for me, beg for me. Everyone is looking at me.

Your life's a goddamn fairy tale Oh, it must be nice To spend each day in paradise You wonder why you've ever failed One step, two step, electric slide Red fish, blue fish, blow your mind Engine, engine, number nine Mama gonna let you set the moon on

Like oh goddamn, that's the bitch that I want Oh goddamn, diamonds all in my fronts Like 7 AM I was fucking your love 11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch Aye, I told that bitch I count my cake, bitch get out my face .45 on my waist, boy get out my

Baby, come give me something new (Ooh) 'Cause I can't stop loving (Oh yeah) Since I got a taste of your love (Oh yeah) Baby, come give me something new (Ooh, woah) Right now, I'm down I be with the Hitmaker Goddamn, you know who I am Try to be on the

'Cause they ain't never seen a war like me. Son of Sam. Goddamn, I might be the son of Sam. The only child of a holy man. I stand alone for all to see, (Goddamn) Son of Sam. Son of Sam. Paint it black and white if you like, And I will catch you, but who

Get the-get the-get the fuck from 'round me if you nervous Now I'm gettin' all this change, goddamn I'ma hit him in the face on purpose (on purpose) If I catch 25, it was worth it (it was worth it) G-g-grew up on the block with the drug lords (drug

Who's loving you? Who's touching you? I don't wanna know now I don't wanna know Who's texting you? Who's sexting you? Why you gotta be so insecure? I ain't hold your heart no more Who's texting you? (Goddamn)

Miss Jackson, Miss Jackson, Miss Jackson Are you nasty? Out the back door goddamn but I love her anyway Where will you be waking up tomorrow morning? Are you nasty, are you nasty? I love her anyway (Climbing out back the door, didn't leave a mark)