Make my world go black Just keep doing that, that thing you're doing there, brush me with your hair, I swear I don't know how long that I can last Make my world go black, black Make my world go black, hit me like a heart attack, knock me flat on my back,

Still I find salvation You monkey see, you monkey do You're always doing what they tell you to You're such a puppet on string You don't get it! I won't bow to something that I've never seen I can't believe in something that doesn't believe in me I'm not

You'sa Ho (Ho) I said that you'sa ho (Ho) You doing ho activities With ho tendencies Hos are your friends, hoes are your enemies

I can't even keep 'em all straight Do we mean what we say We got lines crossed all over the place, yeah I can't tell if I'm winning or losing Somebody tell me what are we doing Nobody ever comes out on top Tell me are we ever gonna stop Playing these

YMCMB, Ross niggas doing it School for the blind, I don't see these niggas doing it I’m doing it and doing it and doing it well Niggas wanna test me boy, who wanna fail? Hit you like a bully bitch, yeah saved by the bell If you scared, go to church I’ll

What are we doing? May we all live long And the bridges we burn, only light our way Is he watching? Is she watching? Are they watching now? Where are we going? Diamond in the bag, babies on crack Kick in the door, wavin’ the 4-4

Don't let me let me stop you From doing what you wanna do You don't wanna stick just me it's cool Take no chance getting over you No no don't let me let me stop you If you wanna leave baby you can leave Just don't pretend that you're into me If it ain't

How do we get back to love? Baby, back to love Tired of all these wars, dwelling in the past Searching for the honesty in all that jazz What are we here for, what are we doing? Last time I checked, thought it was screwin' Girl, and when I think of me and

Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here oh oh oh I ask myself what am I doing here? Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here And I can't wait till we can break up outta here Oh oh oh oh oh oh (I guess right now you've got the last laugh) I'm sorry if I seem uninterested Or I'm

Tell 'em to take out their tongues It's not you it's them that are wrong And doing what they're told You push my faith near being lost But we'll stick to the guns Don't care if it's marketing suicide We won't crack or compromise Your derisory divides