Here´s a little song to make you feel good Put a little light in your day These are crazy times And it´s all been getting pretty serious Here´s a little song to make you right Send the blues away Well it´s a crazy game Tell me who´s to blame, i´m

Yeh yeh Sta na na na na woowooooee Yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh yehh Ho ha ha ha hi A she these are some serious times All I can see around us is just violence and crime Full time for us to centralize, socialize and realize Let the sun shine throughout everyday

I'm so much cooler online Chat with two women at one time Yeah I'm cooler online I'm 6'5 and I look damn good It turns girls on that I'm mysterious I tell 'em I don't want nothing serious 'Cause even on a slow day I can have a three way I work down at

I wish you would nigga (Woo!) I guess it’s how I came up I wish you would try to play us I wish you would nigga (Huh!) I wish you would nigga But still reppin’ where I came from DJ Khlaed, Hit-Boy I’m so serious! One, two them boys coming for you (Huh!)

Stay with me always Come, Holy Spirit Somehow my true love The tears on my face Lacrimosa (Outside I'm weeping) Tears are so serious (Still I am seeking) Tears are so serious Now-now-now-now people cussing and bussing

Tell it like it is Now if you want something to play with Go out and find yourself a toy 'Cause little boy my time is too expensive And I'm not a little boy So if you are serious, don't play with my heart It makes me furious But if you want me to love

Grrrrrrr.. uh, uh, uh, yeah! Uhh! Fourth motherfuckin time baby (what?) Out the gate! (uh-huh) You motherfuckers can't be serious (you can't be serious) You thought I'd let you have this shit (what?) You thought this rap shit was yours? (uh-uh! uh-uh!)

All you haters Cause I hear ya And I'm watching Should get at me But I'm serious What's happening? Hey, what's happening, Haters so all I gotta say is

How can we go back to the beginning? I need your love And I'm dying for the rush 'Cause my heart ain't got enough I need your touch This is getting serious Tell me that it's not the end of us Without you, I’ve got no air to breathe in I've been sick and

I'm fucking with you tonight Even if it takes all night Shout it, shout it, shout it, shout it Shout it, shout it, shout it Girl, I'm serious I'm usually not use to this I just had to tell you what it is So don't worry bout who I'm running with And when