Baby you can crash my party anytime. You can wake me up in the dead of the night; wreck my plans, baby that’s alright. This is a drop everything kind of thing. Swing on by I will pour you a drink. If you wanna call me, call me, call me you don’t have to

They spun a web for me Oh no I see And ah well if I ever caused you trouble A spider web it's tangled up with me And I lost my head And thought of all the stupid things I said Oh no what's this A spider web and I'm caught in the middle So I turned to run

'Cause here I come, here I come I've waited all my life to get out of the trenches I'm ready to fight for what I believe you can steal from me I won't take this Gonna fill these trenches and stand up Wake up, I won't give up Never again, never again will

This morning I made the call The one that ends it all Hanging up,I wanted to cry But dammit,this well's gone dry Not for the money,not for the fame Not for the power,just no more games But now I'm safe in the eye of the tornado I can't replace the

Yo, wassup, this is Joyner, I'm unable to take your call right now Leave me a brief message and I'll get back to you, peace You know, you really piss me off sometimes I spent all night waiting for you to come home And I've woken up without you I don't

Like a swarm of flies colliding with a moving windshield So are our lives on this never-ending road I have left behind my mark only to be later washed away And was consumed with the allure despite the inevitable decay When did the road that I'm on become

Gina, I know that I felt fine But I need a helpline to kill this fever Think I'm off my head It's 25 past 10 and again I'm all alone Can't remember what I said But I bet it went something like, something like I know what I felt, would you send me a

This the type of shit to make the hood go crazy On the interstate doin' 180 She said, "do it for me, baby" Took a double shot and then we all went crazy White girls go crazy Black girls go crazy College girls go crazy Saturday mornin', I ain't gotta work

We know the fire awaits unbelievers All of the sinners the same Girl, you and I will die unbelievers bound to the tracks of the train I'm not excited But should I be Is this the fate that half of the world has planned for me? I know I love you And you

Sometimes it feels like this world is spinning faster Than it did in the old days So naturally, we have more natural disasters From the strain of a fast pace Sunday was a day of rest Now, it's one more day for progress