Don't act like you know me, like you know me, na na yeah Ooh, na na yeah I am not your homie, not your, hoo, na na yeah You don't know me, fuck yeah See your iPhone camera flashin' Please step back, it's my style you're crampin' "You here for long?" Oh

Why can't I realize I'm fighting for my life? Woaaaah, Woaaaah! This is like a flashback This is like a dream This is like all the things you can fit inside a memory x2 I'm coming round and now my vision is so clear If I could change my state of mind,

She don't like the lights whoah woh oh She don't, she don't, She don't like the lights Don't wanna share with no one else, Want me to herself She don't like the flash, wanna keep us in the dark She don't like the fame, hated when we're miles apart And

Yeah, they’ll tell you now, you’re the lucky one And they’ll tell you now, you’re the lucky one Let me tell you now, you’re the lucky one New to town with a made up name in the Angel city, chasing fortune and fame And the camera flashes, make it look

She don't like the lights whoah woh oh She don't, she don't, She don't like the lights Don't wanna share with no one else, Want me to herself She don't like the flash, wanna keep us in the dark She don't like the fame, hated when we're miles apart And

The radio, yeah 'Cause you're the girl on the radio The radio, everybody singing 'bout you tonight You're the song on the stereo, the stereo We got you turned up just right It's all rock and roll, and solid gold Flashing lights and rolling smoke Stuck in

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Get a grip inside) From the day that I was born Sing a song for me, one from Let It Be Open up your eyes, get a grip of yourself inside (You betcha) Flash your pen at the song that I'm singin' Touch down bass livin' on the run Be my

It don't matter, it don't matter It don't matter to me It doesn't matter Now in your big flash motor and your wild reputation You're ready to hit the streets Winking at the boys, yeah heading for the noise Got the world at your feet If leaving me for

Flash! Ah-ah He'll save every one of us Savior of the universe (Seemingly, there is no reason for these extraordinary intergalactical upsets) (What's happening, Flash?) (Only Doctor Hans Zarkov, formerly at NASA, has provided any explanation) He's a

I tell niggas to suck my dick, get the fuck out my face 'Cause I don't need 'em 'Cause they're, never around, when I'm down Shot and I'm bleedin' Yeah, it is what it is man Sirens flashin' you know the routine, the crime scene taped off It started out a