Take me, take me somewhere trouble don't go Make me, make me someone trouble don't know But he wants to go too far Then comes heartache right behind Now he won't come down my street He locked up my heart in jail Devil had a daughter Took him to deep

The blue lights were shinin' Bringing out the freedom in your eyes I was too busy watching you Going wild child To be worried about going to jail You were thinking that Running for it Would make a good story I was thinking you were crazy as hell

I've been down to parliament, I've been in school I've been in jail to learn the golden rule I've been to the workhouse, served my time in those hallowed halls The only thing I know is the blues got the world by the balls I've been to the tundra and the

If I die tonight, I bet I'll resurrect I'm jumpin' up in that pussy like I'm needlin' Fresh up outta jail, so I'm gon' leave it in Hittin' from the back like I'm gon' leave again Money talk, these diamonds on my cavity I say ain't I resurrect, how I pull

I need a baby to keep me sedated I can't keep runnin' my people, I'm crazy I can't keep goin' to jail, that's fugazi Ain't no more fraud, now I'm legally bankin' Nevada won't even accept me in Vegas You can't keep runnin' 'round here like you made it

Either die or go to jail that's a hell of decision But I'm wrong and I know it my excuses unimportant I'm just trying to let you know that I ain't think I had a choice, for real Hey, the price of fame cost to much (yeah boy) Like these niggas talk to

Ice Cube and the Lench Mob, is jackin' for beats Wait a minute, hold on, get your ass up Whassup nigga? Get over there shit Ya lil punk ass nigga C'mere, c'mere, c'mere boy God damnit you stop that shit now Take him to jail and get him the hell from in

I fell in love in the back of a cop car But there was somethin' bout the way The blue lights were shinin' Bringing out the freedom in your eyes I was too busy watching you Going wild child To be worried about going to jail You were thinking that Running

Well, I met this old woman She was hard as nails I think that she just come out Of the County jail But I loaned her some money Just to pay her rent If I would, she would put me In her last will and testament Well, I got lots of children

Dreams of fucking an R&B bitch I'm just playing, but I'm saying I'm just playing, I'm saying As I sit back relax, steam a blunt, sip a Becks Think about the sexy singers that I wanna sex I'd probably go to jail for fucking Patti LaBelle Ooh Regina Belle,