He drank ole poison whiskey 'Til it killed him dead. Daddy was a Cajun, raised on Southern land And so my kinfolks tell me, was a street-fightin' man. Well, they rushed him down to see the doctor "Hey doctor, won't you check his head?" The only thing

They said I have died. I still felt alive. I won't believe their lies. I can still see through these Help me, I'm not dead Wake me from this hell. Tell me I'm alive.

They way you look should be a sin, you my sensation I love it though Uh put your hands to the constellations I know I'm preaching to the congregation We love Jesus but you done learned a lot from Satan I mean a nigga did a lot of waiting We ain't married

Now it's time for change Nothing stays the same The lines on their faces so deep A revolution or reach out and touch the day We're overdue child I'll change I heard some kids telling me How they've lost all the faith in the way

Please, please tell me why you always hatin' Why you hatin'? Please tell me why you always hatin' All up in my face, you not from the clique Give me space, we might rob your shit Most hate it, baby they don't love the clique I thought they love you when

Oh oh oh oh 'Cause everybody's got something Something they can't hide Let it out into the open Right here, right now Please tell me that it's alright, alright, alright I wanna know In your mind then you realize you're on your own I know the feelings

Mary was the type of girl Tell me did you see her face Tell me did you smell her taste Tell me what's the difference Don't they all just look the same inside? Buddha for Mary Here it comes This is the life on Mars Mary was a different girl

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah They say haters be in they feelings I've been a sucka for the love, gotta let it go 'Cause I see that you love different My homies always tryna tell me nigga, let her go But I love, I love her, I love her, I can't let

West coast shit My nigga-ish ways attract girls that used to turn they back Causing me to yank they arm and pose like I would do them harm Now I'm saying thank you cause they tell me My shit's the bomb For my niggas drinking Cognac Smoking weed, always

But now I'm here bitch (but now I'm here bitch, but now I'm here bitch) They used to tell me, I couldn't go too far alone (oh far alone, alone) They used to always say I couldn't go too far alone (oh far alone) No you'll never gonna make this far Yeah,