Love isn't good enough And the waves in the sea They slip away just like me So let go, oh You weren't good enough Only dark hearts (You're vicious now, yeah you're vicious now!) Waking up I don't feel alive How fucked up are we inside

Blam blam, blam to dem all Listen to the shots from my nigga Doggy Dogg (pump pump) Let the motion of your body be the key, 'cause we be the motherfucking G Funk family Now, I'll play the G in this deadly game Snoop Dogg is the name Dogg Pound's the game

I won't fall down again My heart's now dead and gone And I'm still breathing I made it out alive I'm so done with it I won't go back again and I'm okay with this, that I'll be on my own again Until the day I die which shouldn't be that long So I'll just

And I can't get it out of my head No, I can't get it out of my head Now my whole world is gone for dead 'Cause I can't get it out of my head Midnight, on the water I saw the ocean's daughter Walking on a wave's she came Staring as she called my name

My generation is zero I never made it as a working class hero 21st century breakdown I once was lost but never was found I think I'm losing what's left of my mind To the 20th century deadline Born into Nixon, I was raised in hell A welfare child where

Break it, smash it, burn it to the ground These times are volatile There's no room left for you Dead, imploded Volatile, volatile, volatile, volatile, volatile This world is fucking volatile Dead and bloated Fuck the world, come

Oh yea I tried to walk away But you kept coming back for more But you kept coming back Oh, the walking dead have rose again Oh, hell is rolling, 'round the end Oh yea tried to walk away But you kept coming back, You kept coming back for more Say what you

Mother fucking time to ride, (Ride) (Undead!) You better get up out the way, Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,

What was I thinking Yeah I got a house in every city I got everything any guy could want But all I really want is you (Tyler what were you thinking) And girls outside my door When all I really want is you I feel so dirty in my hotel room I got a king

Just to show them to your bitches, bitches So you can make 'em jealous You stay taking pictures, pictures Now I know where your head is Just so you can make 'em jealous So now I gotta dead this Man you stay taking those pictures, pictures Pretty soon