I am the, I am the, I am the sick boy And we can pick sides, but this is us, this is us, this is I live on the west side of America How many likes is my life worth? I'm from the east side of America They say that I am the sick boy Feed yourself with my

Hey baby, I'm a country man Hey, I'm a country man A city boy can't do the things I can You need hands, rough not soft To come and warm you up up in that cold hayloft Let me hold you little darling in my big strong arms Can't get these kind of muscles

Young and reckless, rich and wealthy Say health is wealth, that means I'm deadly That's why they sweat me, successful black man With a felony, but what you tellin' me? Don't hire me so I bought the company Bitch ain't shit funny, I'm not Bill Bellamy

I'm a steady rollin' man, I roll both night and day I'm the man that rolls, when icicles is hangin' on the tree I'm a steady rollin' man, hmm hmm, I roll both night and day But I haven't got no sweet woman, hmm mmm , boys, to be rollin' this-a way And

ALPHAdog and oh, oh OMEGAlomaniac Eh, eh, eh-eh, eh, eh Welcome to the new deja vu I can almost see the wizard through the curtains I'm a, I'm a star ALPHAdog and oh, OMEGAlomaniac You're not the first Or the last but you're possibly the prettiest

You'll never know Boy you gotta (yep, yep) Now you'll never know But if you woul'da manned up, Put your hand up, stand up, tell me how you really felt Then maybe it'd be different If you spoke I would've listened, but now I'm with somebody else And he

At this age How are them man still hatin'? My young boy in a different country But he ain't ever been on vacation One hand on a girl I'm datin' One hand on the cash I'm makin' We come through like Funky Friday And have all of your mandem skatin'

There's somethin' 'bout a boy from the South. Yeah, the first time I felt it I was only 16, And he kissed me underneath the chinaberry tree. Said "Goodnight darlin'," with a sweet southern drawl. Man, I think I might just have to love them all The boys

Young man, I'm counting on you And whoa, young man, I'm counting on you Boy, you hear me calling your name The bridge is your time Your engine rolls hot If the bridges fall down, don't lose your head of steam You are now the man Sitting on the top of the

I know this hurts, it was meant to (it was meant to) Your secret's out and the best part is it isn't even a good one This has been said so many times that I'm not sure if it matters (Your secret's out) And it's mind over you don't, don't matter But we