But alas I cannot swim There is gold across the river But I don't want none Saying work more, earn more Live more, have more fun If she refuses to be mine? And what will you do with a girl there's a house across the river there's a boy across the river

I beez in the trap, be-beez in the trap A hundred mothafuckas can’t tell me nothin’ Bitches ain’t shit and they ain’t saying nothin’ Damn, damn what they say about me? I don't know man, fuck is on your biscuit If I get hit, swinging on a big bitch I

Ride, ride on through Ride, ride through you Ride, ride on through Ride, ride through you Doesn't know what to do anymore Jesus makes love to the spike A trick for a fix and feeling so sick Just can't seem to get right Once he was the king of his world A

My arms are open (oh, oh) My arms are open I can't unfeel your pain I can't undo what's done I can't send back the rain My love, my arms are open, arms are open, mmm (I will be by your side) my arms are open (You see me loud and clear) But if I could I

I got the shotgun blues Shotgun blues I said I don't know what I did But I know I gotta move I got too much here to lose I can't wait here forever An now you're blowin' smoke I think you're one big joke

Buju be and Red Rat love dem bad Without gal pickney What kind of fun we woulda have RR: When we see dem we glad Miles upon miles whey mi ready to trod, can't tired BB: I don't know what them have Like magnet to steel RR: That's why a nuff we have, me

Ta dow, what can I do? Ta dow, how ya like me now? (What can I do, what can I do?) {In any country, prison is where society sends it's failures But in this country, society itself is failing} Hell yeah uh Tadow, how ya like me now I'm in the mix It's

I want to be with you everywhere (Wanna be with you everywhere) Can you hear me calling Out your name You know that I'm falling and I don't know what to say We better make a start You better make it soon before you break my heart I'll speak a little

What my heart needs is a woman's touch A tender hand to fix it up Its rough and ragged edges sure could use some love Lately I've been lookin' through the windows of my soul And I can see there's not much left to hold Just an empty space surrounded by

As long as I can turn in circles in your bare arms I don't really care who you are Don't really matter what you are As long as there's something between our arms