Hey look ma, I made it If it's a dream, don't wake me, don't wake me Are you ready for the sequel? Ain't you ready for the latest? In the garden of evil I'm gonna be the greatest In a golden cathedral I'll be praying for the faithless And if you lose,

That's like saying Drunk girls don't cry Girl, you must be outta your damn mind You say he saw the light, the slate is clean He swears up and down that it's gonna be Different this time

When the devil come a callin' I ain't gonna be around, Well the devil may care, You toss 'em back and be a man, With the last time, End of it all, end of the line, End of the road,

Let it roll if we got the gas We let it rip when we got the money It gets wild yeah but that's the way we get down Little Jimmy Jackson is jackin' up his Bronco He's gonna lay a little rubber later on at the truck pull All the girls are getting' pretty

So pardon me, boys I'm gonna be late I don't have the choice I've got to get into shape It's eight on the nose And I gotta go So pass me my coat I've got to get to the show Ain't got no feelin'

Just gonna get my back Back, back, back, back Just noise, white noise Lately I've been thinking if you wanna get tough Then let's play rough I'm hearing static, you're like an automatic You just wanna keep me on repeat and hear me crying Givin' it

Man I gotta get outta this town Outta this town & out of L.A. Man I'm gonna get outta this town Man I gotta get out of this town She hangs around the boulevard She's a local girl with local scars She got home late She drank so hard the bottle ached And

Let it roll if we got the gas We let it rip when we got the money It gets wild yeah but that's the way we get down Little Jimmy Jackson is jackin' up his Bronco He's gonna lay a little rubber later on at the truck pull All the girls are getting' pretty

The way she moves me probably gonna die young Oh my, I'm gonna die, send my soul to the by and by I can't breathe, I'm gonna be pushin' up a daisy 'fore the old gets me She's so fine, matter of time, sooner than later gonna flat line Hot little angel's

Just touch the sky with it, just touch the sky with it Can you ride with me baby? All of me hot girls gwaan live it up, sure them say you nah no care It's never too late Girl, what's it gonna be? Just let the riddim come set you free You know I got it