But they don't know what is what Swish, swish, bish They know what is what Another one in the basket (basket, woah, basket, woah) Can't touch this They just know what is what They just strut So keep calm, honey, I'ma stick around For more than a minute,

And we're living here in Allentown Well we're living here in Allentown And they're closing all the factories down Out in Bethlehem they're killing time Filling out forms Standing in line Well our fathers fought the Second World War Spent their weekends

Yeah, the cash came, I ain't trippin' on a past flame Even if they were dimes, you know how many 10's want my last name? Is this the rap game or high school politics? Bars could be on Maury 'cause they got a little pop in it' Before I show up, that's

(Okay, okay, okay) I wish my problems would go away (Okay, okay, okay) I wish my problems would go away, away, away I wish my problems would go away, away, away They say Luda would you rather have the money or the fame And I steady try to tell em that it

That's what breaking hearts do They cause you so much pain Make you go insane Feel like your hands are tied Bound up, strapped down, busted inside Don't have the will to find your way And you don't think you can take it even one more day You try and try

I can't find the words to say They're overdue When these pillars get pulled down It will be you who wears the crown And I'll owe everything to you How much pain has quaked your soul? How much love would make you whole? You're my guiding lightning strike

Listen to them, children of the night, what music they make Paint your face, tonight we terrorize this town, Coffin case, we gather, our time is now. Ten thirty-one, we roam the streets in thirst for blood, It all begins, with you, with your life We are

Hey hey hey ya Welcome to the pride I will not be forgotten Only the strong survive This is my time to shine I've got the scars to prove it I'm not afraid of dying Everyone has their time

You be goin' hard, you be goin' hard Other bitches, they be slackin', you be on your job Whoa, you be goin' hard, you be goin' hard You be goin' hard, you be goin' hard (uh, uh) Know me from the start, I'ma play my part I got no heart, I be goin' hard I

Whoa oh oh (oh oh) Hey, clumsy Bangin' all over this bedroom Again and again Call me a fool, call me insane But don’t call it a day Closer to you, closer to pain