I am your leader, yes I am your leader You're not a believer, suck a big dick Uh look sucker, this my gun butter Street fighter bitches, this the up cutter Nun-chucker, no time to ducka' Sign of the cross 'cause this is her last suppa' Play with me,

Can it be I stayed away too long Did I leave your mind when I was gone But this time let me tell you where I'm at I want to, want to be where you are (ooh aah) I want to, want to be where you are (oh aah) I want to be, I want to be (oh) It's not my thing

We'll wake up, we'll make up and do this for the last time If we break up, we'll wind up losing both of our minds Make up your mind and I'll make up mine Don't worry about me, I'll be fine I wish I hadn't met you at all, I started thinking So wake up,

Oh, there's always time to change your mind Oh, I'm going to mess this up Oh, this is just my luck Over and over and over again In the meantime we let it go At the roadside we used to know We can let this drift away Oh, we let this drift away And there's

Yes I'm your blessing ma Mama I know I know Sometimes I act crazy but I'm still your baby The projects made me like this you can't blame me Mama I'm still your baby but the streets corrupt me I'm sorry I fell in love with guns, I fell in love with

That's how you know, I'm thinkin' of you I'm thinkin of you, that's all I do all the time You're always the first and the last thing on this heart of mine No matter where I go or what I do, I'm thinkin' of you. When I'm all alone or in a crowd In a quiet

You are the crutch of this disease And I've been locked in your machine Sit here and rot, or break this deal My mouth is shut, my lips are sealed Your state of mind revealed That my love for you was real They say in time wounds heal But I got nothing

Don't turn your back on me I won't be ignored Don't turn your back on me I won't be ignored I can't feel the way I did before Time won't heal this damage anymore So I, let go watching you turn your back like you always do But I'll be here 'cause you're

Listen to them, children of the night, what music they make Paint your face, tonight we terrorize this town, Coffin case, we gather, our time is now. Ten thirty-one, we roam the streets in thirst for blood, It all begins, with you, with your life We are

Take me to your planet (to the planet) When you touch me, I die Just a little inside I wonder if this could be love This could be love 'Cause you're out of this world Galaxy, space, and time I can't help the way I'm feeling