Lord, I've got to keep on moving Lord, I've got to get on down Where I can't be found Lord, they're coming after me I've been accused for the killin' Lord knows I didn't do For hangin' me, they are willin', yeah, yeah And that's why I've got to get on

Sometimes life seems so unfortunate, That's why I don't give a shit The poor stay poor, the rich get richer, It's just so disproportionate You don't know just what I've gone through, That's why I would rather show you Just how far that I can take it,

But baby don't cry 'Cause I really always knew that my little crime Would be cold that's why I got a heater for your thighs And I know, I know it's not your time But bye, bye And a word to the wise when the fire dies You think it's over but it's just

Dum, dum, baby, dee-dum-dum Dum, dum, baby, dee-dum-dum, come on now Those good old lovely songs When I sing this song y'all, lord Singing it for my baby She's the only one, can bring me joy That's why, I sing these happy songs, they go Happy song, happy

They call me the workin' man I guess that's what I am It seems to me I could live my life A lot better than I think I am I guess that's why they call me I get up at seven, yeah And I go to work at nine I got no time for livin'

That's why I ain't got no time For these games and stupid tricks All these bitches on my dick That's how dudes be gettin' sick That's how dicks be gettin' drips Fallin' victims to this shit From these bitches on our dicks Fuckin' chickens with no ribs

Rock and roll music That's why I go for that Rock And Roll Music Just let me hear some of that Rock And Roll Music, Any old way you choose it, It's got a back beat, you can't lose it, Any old time you use it. It's gotta be Rock And Roll Music,

She put the cream in my coffee (first thing in the morning) Gotta get up You know I'm up for breakfast so early in the morning Put berries on bananas (I need a second helping) That's why I'm up for breakfast so early in the morning Well! She treat me

Now what y'all want me to do Keep your shit the hardest It's about to go down Niggas is ready to start this war that's for sure They can come and get it We ride or die why 'Cause my niggas is wit it I want Monopoly money but I ain't even halfway there

Over there in the shadows, hangin' out in the corner of my mind Stringing up the gallows, waiting for me to cross that line That man's dangerous as hell, a threat to himself, If he got out there'd be hell to pay. And that's why, my dark side, don't ever