Walking the blues Man slow down We'll get there take your time don't walk so fast Stay on your roller I don't blame people Saying "rocking the blues" 'Cause man this is it Now I think I'll relax That's the way to relax

Into the river below, running from the inferno I'll take all the blame, the front page, and the fame Into the river below You'll think I'm insane, but you'll all know my name I'm sick and I'm twisted I'm broken; you can't fix it Don't make me 'cause I'll

But I don't give up, no, I don't ever give up Love isn't here, love isn't here But it's somewhere I'm no kid in a kid's game I did what I did, I've got no one to blame It's all I've got, it's my claim to fame I'm no fighter but I'm fighting This whole

Bam bam dilla, bam bam Bam bam, bam bam I just wanted you to know 'Ey what a bam bam I don't blame you much for wanting to be free I loved you better than your own kin did From the very start Man I can understand how it might be Kinda hard to love a girl

California's bleeding me (blame it on the weather) Sail me down the river Temper like a trigger Cut me open leave me splayed (stitch me back together) California's bleeding me, and I don't care tonight I'm not the billionaire class I'm from San Lorenzo

Blame it on the streets Don't blame my mama Don't blame my liquor Shootouts in broad daylight, South Central zoo life Young nigga goin' hard, hustle all night Mama prayin', tellin' God I don't live right Fuck right, go left, catch a damn strike Felonies

We can blame it on the stars Oh, come on let your heart just breathe And we can blame it on the stars Don't try to argue with the moon Stars, oh, come one let your guard down Sometimes you need a reason A little love you can't believe in A little hug, a

So if you see me stumble you don't have to look away It's not the first time, not the last You can leave me where I lay, because I'm no stranger to shame I've got little to blame You sent for me and so I came I'll come runnin' when you call my name

And these wars, they can't be won And on and on United States! You and me are the same We don't know or care who's to blame But we know that whoever holds the reins Nothing will change

That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa. And that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa. No sir, well I don't wanna be the blame, not anymore. It's your turn, so take a seat we're settling the final score. And why do we like to