That's the wrong thing to do You know it, oh ho, you know it Oh ho, you know it, we both know it So cry if you need to, but I can't stay to watch you Touch if you need to, but I can't stay to hold you Talk if you need to, but I can't stay to hear you

No remorse No repent We don't care what it meant Another day Another death Another sorrow Another breath War without end No mercy for what we are doing No thought to even what we have done We don't need to feel the sorrow No remorse for the helpless one

How you doing today? Are you sitting in the madman's hands again? No, I don't wanna let you down I'm not gonna lie, I'm not a nice nice guy But I tried and tried but I don't know why 'Cause when I put my head down sleeping I got this tiny little feeling

I go broke rob fools for their jewelry Stick yo hand up like you guilty Doing things that my momma said I shouldn't be So don't come to LA, Nobody fucking with me So don't come to LA Don't come to LA, Nobody fucking with me I don't give a fuck who you

You could be doing anything you dream of If you believe in the things that make you strong Maybe, I know it's just maybe And we're only dreaming For how this will go, o-o-oh We could be doing anything that we love Just be carried by the way the wind

And I'mma celebrate it for a long time The drama couldn't break me, now it's all mine Surrounded by my angels and we all shine Holy, holy, holy, holy key This is, this is Doing what I gotta do What up though? We the best music I guess I'm on my Don shit

Mama say she good Doing what I should (I already won) City on the map No time to kick back (I already) Stopped giving a damn about When they tell me how I won't make it out (I already won) I already won I got the keys to my hood I got the world on my

Doing it right Everybody will be dancing and we'll Feeling it right Everybody will be dancing and be Everybody will be dancing and we'll be Feeling all right Everybody will be dancing to the If you do it right Let it go all night

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

Oh the sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home Keep them hard times away from my door Turpentine and dandelion wine I've turned the corner and I'm doing fine Shootin' at the birds on the telephone line pickin' 'em off with this gun of mine Got a fire