Look into the rhyme Rum to the ripple But at times I come in triple Blaow, blaow put the heater to your head Now your dead Wyclef don't give a *beep* if you're dead Raaaaah, raaaah Let me attack just like the black cat

Kill 'em with kindness Go ahead, go ahead now Kill 'em, kill 'em, kill 'em with kindness Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead now Your lies are bullets Your mouth's a gun Was ever won Put out the fire before igniting Next time you’re fighting

Let me put the head in I need some water Wake up in the mornin' thinkin' 'bout money, kick your feet up Somethin' came over me Way too high to simmer down Might as well overheat Too close to comfort As blood rush my favorite vein Heart beat racin' like a

Shatter like glass Come apart in my hands Take as long as it takes, girl Put your head on my chest Let me help you forget When your heart needs to break Just break on me There'll be days your heart don't wanna beat

Load up your six-shot baby Put it to my head Pull the trigger, blank I'd figured Put it to me, dead Lay your guns down let me die (scars) I walk this road alone Lay down your guns Cut me from ear to ear Eye for an eye

Is on your side Don't let them put you down, don't let 'em push you around, Don't let 'em ever change your point of view. Young hearts be free tonight, time is on your side. Billy left his home with a dollar in his pocket and a head full of dreams. He

Lay it down, let it go, fall in love Lay it down, lay it down, lay it down Hey lay it down Put your head on the floor I just met you, just the other day Everything started flowing my way I just love you, really I just love you for yourself I don't want

Put me inside The flan in the face Don't you dare Let me back I keep the wolf from the door But he calls me up Calls me on the phone Tells me all the ways that he's gonna mess me up Steal all my children if I don't pay the ransom

So go ahead and chase her Yeah, boy, you're nothing but a chaser And it cuts me like a razor You can follow her tracks, you can try to win her back Put the miles on your tires 'til you run out of gas I'm done letting you be my heartbreaker You're looking

(I love myself) When you lookin' at me, ahh, tell me what do you see? I put a bullet in the back of the back of the head of the bully Illuminated by the hand of God, boy don't seem shy I went to war last night I done been through a whole lot Trial,