Save my soul, save myself All you folks think you own my life But you never made any sacrifice Demons they are on my trail I'm standing at the crossroads of the hell I look to the left I look to the right There're hands that grab me on every side All you

Bitch, I don't need introduction Follow my simple instruction Wine to the left, sway to the right Drop it down low and take it back high All my ladies Stacked like casino, Armani, Moschino Say that you're bossy 'cause you are the boss Buy anything, you

Happy people (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah) Happy people baby, happy people Step to the left, step to the right Spin around and bring it down tonight Bring it on up, move in close Let me see you and your partner stroll Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah Can come

Step by step, heart to heart, left right left Bit by bit, torn apart We never win but the battle wages on for toy soldiers We all fall down, like toy soldiers We all fall down We all fall down like toy soldiers I'm supposed to be the soldier, who never

It was only a mountain, nothing but a big ol' rock Only a mountain, it ain't hard if you don't stop It just took a little step, a right then a left Yeah, that's only a mountain Then a couple million more, who's counting? Only a mountain Well I bet my

She only ever walks to count her steps Eighteen strides and she stops to abide By the law that she herself has set That eighteen steps is one complete set And before the next nine right and nine left She looks up at the blue And whispers to all of the

I burn with desire each time my heart fans the fire To that old flame that burns inside of me She cried when I left her now I try to forget her Oh how foolish I was to ever want to leave

Well, my left hand's free Well, your left hand's free Pick a petal eenie meenie miney moe And, flower, you're the chosen one And your right's in a grip With another left hand Watch his right hand slip Towards his gun, oh, no Hey, shady baby, I'm hot like

Blame it on the streets Don't blame my mama Don't blame my liquor Shootouts in broad daylight, South Central zoo life Young nigga goin' hard, hustle all night Mama prayin', tellin' God I don't live right Fuck right, go left, catch a damn strike Felonies

Girl, don't go away mad Girl, just go away That's alright, that's okay We were walkin' through some youth We could sail away Or catch a freight train Or a rocket ship into outer space Nothin' left to do Too many things were said