Let it all go, let it all go Let it all out now To let it go, oho, oho But if we're strong enough To let it in, in, in We strong enough And I think you know I don't know why, I don't know why We need to break so hard

I don't know if I could make you happy And I don't know if I could make you cry I don't know if the clock stops at midnight I can't see past forever but together we can fly Together we can fly You better watch how long you wait I'm nothing fancy I'm

What made you say that Was it the moonlight, was it the starlight in your eyes Have you been listening to your heart It's too late now, you don't want to (I won't let you) take it back Cause I know love's Maybe tonight I'm gonna tell him how I feel Maybe

Bag alert, major bag alert (major) Bag alert, major bag alert, yeah (bag) Bag alert, major bag alert (bag) Plain Patek, plain Jane, fill it with ice (ice) Save ya check, you don't know the price (no) Pull up, McLaren with wings Pull up and spread my

I, don't know what you take me for I, really don't play that shit I, ain't got to get you hit I get out myself and spray that shit Man I'm tired of tellin' niggas over and over I got a itchy-itchy trigger finger, nigga it's killin' me Not to spray this

Which way the wind blows But I know I'll be alright If you think I'm crazy But if you say maybe I I'd say love don't wait in line No, love don't wait in line I don't know why I don't want anybody else but you No one can ever add up to

Well, I somehow slowly know you I got that feeling, that bad feeling that you don't know I don't even know her but I hope that she comforts you tonight But I somehow slowly love you And wanna keep you the same And wanna keep you away And I somehow slowly

Lord knows the devil don't sleep He never shuts his eyes You never hear him creepin' Heaven knows he's hell bent on me Shackles and chains, thank God that He can break me free 'Cause Lord knows the devil don't sleep You never hear him creepin', yeah

They don't see me Oh no, they don't see me Your girl's drawers comin' down But her hands go up to the ceilin' I guarantee it, I guarantee it, I guarantee it, I guarantee it I'm throwin' money in the VIP I'm ballin' out, so you know it's me They tell me,

And I ain't got the power anymore Don't believe in yourself, don't deceive with belief Knowledge comes with death's release Aah-aah, aah-aah, aah-aah, aah-aah I'm sinking in the quicksand of my thought I'm closer to the Golden Dawn Immersed in Crowley's