Oo, rated X What about the crime, rated X They let the children see life destroyed But they won't let them see its making What happened to god's creations I know something's missing All over the world The world's situation Should be rated X, rated X

Yes, it's got to me If there's been a fool around It's got to be me You soothe me with your smile You're letting me know You're the best thing in my life If I could make you see Why are you right when I'm so wrong

If you really need me, just reach out and touch me If you want my body and you think I'm sexy Come on, sugar, let me know Come on, sugar let me know She sits alone, waiting for suggestions He's so nervous, avoiding all the questions His lips are dry, her

Metro, let's try something (dope) It's Drop top If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you I'm a ex con, used to sell crack at the Texaco Known for toting guns and it's what I'm on probation for

Just let them know Call it suicide Don't fabricate Just tell them babe It was suicide Don't sugarcoat it It's loving and giving when you take too much If somebody asked how we died One, two, ready

For the good times Don't' look so sad I know it's over But life goes on And this world Keeps on turning Let's just be glad We have this time

It's getting closer now We're better off without you Feel the pressure I can feel the pressure Feeling empty, I can Some things I'll never know And I had to let them go Tell me where our time went And if it was time well spent

Rain rings trash can bells And what do you know My alley becomes a cathedral Eyes can be archways To enter or leave by Vacuums replaced by a crystal Jesus don't let Toronto take my song away It's easy to love if You let yourself love it

If my man was fighting Some unholy war I would be behind him Straight shook up beside him With strength he didn't know It's you I'm fighting for He can't lose with me in tow I refuse to let him go At his side, and drunk on pride

Don't you think they'd know what I'm worth? I'm high as a kite Flying like a beautiful bird Why I gotta come down to earth? I think I'm going parasailing Miles above, it's so serene I'm letting go of all the troubles That I've seen, that I've seen Way up