You got the love To see me through Sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air Sometimes I feel like saying "Lord I just don't care" But you've got the love I need I know I can count on you Sometimes it seems the going is just too rough And

Hands, in the, air, now! I got the crowd yelling (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) Aye, all the Dope Boyz yelling (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) Aye, from the back they yelling (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out) Aye! Aye, all my

Cover my eyes with your hands Just pretend we're better Turn out the light There are no more surprises to come Let's be numb together 'Cause I want to be forever Like smoke in the air Float like a feather going nowhere Lost in the silence

You know I want you It's not a secret I try to hide Say you were made to be mine No one could say what we get to be You know you want me So don't keep saying our hands are tied You claim it's not in the cards And faith is pulling you miles away And out

Ooh na na na Ooh na na now Na na nanana na na Put your hands in the air if you're lovin' tonight Keep your hands in the air if you're spendin' the night Everybody say it like I'm 'bout to spend all this cash Everybody say

These thunderclouds, oh, no These thunderclouds, oh, no, no Where'd the love go? When all is said and done Hey now, put your hands in the air I'ma go through your stuff You're sayin' those words like you hate me now (wo-oah) Our house is burning when

Change in the air And they'll hide everywhere And no one knows who's in control Repress and restrain Still the pressure and the pain Wash the blood off your hands This time she won't understand You're working so hard And you're never in charge

I do what I wanna do I say what I wanna say When I feel, and I Look in the mirror and know I'm there With my hands in the air I'm proud to say yea I'm real, I'm real, I'm really really real I promise that I know you very well You love so much, you love

I'll freak you right, I will I'll stick my tongue I'll speak that language My hands all in your hair Naked before we hit the stairs I know we ain't gon' make it to my bed, no (yeah, yeah, yeah) Know we ain't gon' make it to my bed (yeah, yeah, yeah, my

I'm whiskey in a bottle now Put your hands to the sky (Lalalalalalalalalaa) I'm a bullet in the barrel with a hair pin trigger now Yeah I'm a landslide I'm a head case train wreck avalanche comin' down I'm a ready made party Still on that ass like