How do you like me now Now that I'm on my way Do you still think I'm crazy standing here today I couldn't make you love me But I always dreamed about living in your radio How do you like me now?! I was always the crazy one Who broke into the stadium And

I come from the 'partments it was bad Ramen noodles, cup of water all we had It's like you gon' eat or you gon' starve Either you gon' hustle or you rob Never had no hoop dreams, but I always wanted to ball Ever since a jit I knew I was gon' be rich But

Mr. Misunderstood Mr. Misunderstood (I understand) (I understand) I'm Mr. Misunderstood Hey there, weird kid in your high-top shoes Sitting in the back of the class, I was just like you Always left out, never fit in Owning that path you're walking in

You give me butterflies Untangled all the strings round my wings that were tied I didn't know him and I didn't know me Cloud nine was always out of reach Now I remember what it feels like to fly Stealing my heart instead of stealing my crown Now you're

Fever. You set my soul on fire Fever. You fill me with desire Fever. You always get it right Fever. All day and all night I'd spend my days alone I used to stay at home Lost in seclusion there Like I was in a cell A captured heart as well

From four till late, I was wringin' my hands and cryin' From Memphis to Norfolk, is a thirty-six hours ride A woman is like a dresser, some man always ramblin' through its drawers From four till late, she get with a no-good bunch and clown I believe to

We're always fixing something that was never broken We're on and off again like sobriety Get back together every time you're done throwing a fit So when you gonna quit Breaking up with me You say it's over, with a middle finger But then you're calling

Hemingway's whiskey Hemingway's whiskey, warm and smooth and mean Even when it burns, it'll always finish clean He didn't like it watered down, he took it straight up and neat If it was bad enough for him, you know it's bad enough for me Ah, it's tough

I can't help feelin' like I do I've always bee the kind of man to jump the gun, and cut and run. Stayin' one step agead of that ol' ball and chain. Settlin' down never crossed my mind. It was easier to leave the knot untied. It looks like a lot of things

Pimpa's paradise! that's all she was now Pimpa's paradise! that's all she was She rise and she fall like a star Her life write off like a car Her face full of all kinda scar Always quick fi start a war She can't keep herself up to par She plays like a