There I was, now here I am I got off track, I made mistakes Back slid my way into that place where souls get lost Lines get crossed And the pain won't go away I hit my knees, now here I stand I came up out of the water Raise my hands up to the father

And the madness overtakes us My God is better than yours And the walls of my house are so thick I hear nothing at all I followed you out in the storm But it carried you off And I burned every picture of yours Was that not enough? My gun is bigger than

I'll stop wearing black when they make a darker color Whoa, whoa, whoa When they make a darker color I hope the roof flies off and I get blown out into space I always make such expensive mistakes I know it's just a number but you're the 8th wonder Don't

She's got a boyfriend anyway Do you say no And this is how it starts You take your shoes off in the back of my van My shirt looks so good When it's just hanging off your back And she said use your hands and my spare time We've got one thing in common

She's got a boyfriend anyway Do you say no And this is how it starts You take your shoes off in the back of my van My shirt looks so good When it's just hanging off your back And she said use your hands and my spare time We've got one thing in common

There I was, now here I am I got off track, I made mistakes Back slid my way into that place where souls get lost Lines get crossed And the pain won't go away I hit my knees, now here I stand I came up out of the water Raise my hands up to the father

It feels like we're oceans apart There is so much space between us Maybe we're already defeated I can't love you in the dark Ah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah everything changed me Take your eyes off of me so I can leave I'm far too ashamed to do it with

You're just too good to be true. Can't take my eyes off of you. Can't keep my eyes off of you. You feel like heaven to touch. I wanna hold you so much. At long last love has arrived And I thank God I'm alive. And if it's quite alright, I need you, baby,

"Now let me take a trip down memory lane" "Comin' outta Queensbridge" I rap for listeners, blunt heads, fly ladies and prisoners Henessey holders and old school niggas, then I be dissin' a Unofficial that smoke woolie thai I dropped out of Kooley High,

I know where to aim, hell, I’m to blame No, they don’t make guys like me, you get exactly what you see I come from a long line of bloodline that ain’t gonna change So, take your pistol pointing finger right off of the trigger If it ain’t broke, you can