I don't care, I don't care As long as you're with me Even if it's raining, and the wind is blowing Even if we're far from home, even if it's snowing I know that our love is pure, our love will protect us Even if the world turns against us Made by God La

Clouds and clowns You don't have to come down Tell it like it is You don't have to die before you live Life, woo ooo, life, woo ooo You might get angry sometimes But don't let it turn you around All you gotta do is get your livin' now

"Black folks can't never have no fun!" These streets be walking down the avenue (Crazy!) From Hollywood to South Central! These streets be, crazy! Long Beach to Compton! Always up to no good! Cra

You stole my happy You made me cry You took the lonely and took me for a ride Boy you blew it You put me through it I wanna un un un un undo it Na na na na na And I wanna un un un un undo it You had my heart now I want it back

Wild side, wild side Kneel down ye sinners to Streetwise religion Greed's been crowned the new King Hollywood dream teens Yesterday's trash queens Save the blessings for the final ring Amen! I carry my crucifix

I'm sorry oh , I'm sorry, I'm sorry, no And I've, been abused, I feel so used, because of you And I've, lost it all, fell today, it's all the same I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry I loved you, you made me, hate me You gave me hate, see? It saved me and

(All she like is gold) ha ha Gold, ha ha (girl) I call her Medusa (she right beside you) All she like is gold (gold change does she) Same thing with the hoe (yeah) Gold, ha ha Shorty got me feelin' like I'm on one

Yeah, that pretty face Love you, leave you, play you like a heartbreak bandit She's an outlaw, a quick draw She'll take it all, so don't you fall For that renegade Runaway, runaway, runaway, runaway Renegade runaway She's a sure shot, love the ash off a

Black Cadillac, on them hundred spokes Ride, slide, dipping low Ride, slide, smoke control What you gonna do when the shit goes down? Six misfits rolling through your hometown 'Cause we ride, slide, so hit the floor When the streets grow cold and my

All I wanna do is end up with you (ooh, ooh) End up with you, end up with you Lovin' in the back seat to the radio Wouldn't be the worst scenario 'Cause all I wanna do is end up with you Get home and we're locked out Middle of the backyard laying down