Niggas is pimps, niggas is players Don't you grow up in a hurry, your mom'll be worried, aw It was all part of the story, even the scary nights Thank you for all of the glory, you will be remembered, aw Thank you to all of the heroes of the night (night,

In which we're given paradise but only for a day? Is it written in the stars, are we paying for some crime? Is that all that we are good for, just a stretch of mortal time? Is this God's experiment in which we had no say? I am here to tell you we can

Now they're planning the crime of the century Well what will it be? Read all about their schemes and adventuring It's well worth a fee So roll up and see And they rape the universe How they've gone from bad to worse Who are these men of lust, greed, and

Who do I feel sorry for? I see your pretty face, Smashed against the bathroom floor! What a disgrace! Smashed and raped! Not again. this is a real crime. What a pretty face. So, so loud Wait, but I don't realize.

It's not my crime, so why do I have to pay? I'm doing time, this feeling I can't shake I'm lost in the suffering for nothing My heart don't understand It's beating for an innocent man I've been a victim of some sorry circumstance That was committed by

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

Idaho oh Idaho All that love all those mistakes What else can a poor man make? So I gave up a life of crime I gave it to a friend of mine Something else was on my mind The only ghost I'm haunted by I hear her howling down below Wolves oh wolves oh can't

Who is this I see, coming through, it's like 3 on the a.m I'ma rob this nigga, and when I'm done, I'ma slay him For being stupid like, comin' through after 1 or 2 And havin' a gun that he couldn't get to, yeah, that one'll do Foolish niggas learn the

'Cause that's love you'll see We all commit a little bit of perjury Ah but that's no crime if you ask me, that's love You're starin' at a burnt steak You bite the bullet and you clean your plate And then you go on and on about how great it was That's not

The pain we love is taking shape A burning lust to touch the flame Against the wall, we fall from grace Over and over again The same old script, just different lies You disappear without a trace Concealing the crimes on your face In darkness, you're all