Young black America Yeah, I was on that corner, tryna get my coins up Coppers run up on us and we turn to Jackie Joyner White man kill a black man, they never report us Black man kill a white man, they gon' start a war up Mama she was sour, sippin' on

Hey hey hey yeah, hey hey hey yeah Loud I want to hear it loud Don't want no compromise Loud I wanna hear it loud Right between the eyes 'Cause I love it Right between the eyes(I love it) (I love it) Hey hey hey yeah, hey hey hey yeah

You and me were kids I refuse to look back thinking days were better Just because they're younger days I don't know what's 'round the corner Back when we were kids Swore we would never die Yeah, perfect disasters Way I feel right now I swear we'll never

LOL crying face, make me shake my head They gon' (uh) Step on me now placed on a pedestal they find me dead (that’s fucked up) Yeah that water under the bridge, just use that shit as a charter May my friendship be a channel for all the pain you can't

My bed is draped in Gucci linen, uh Unless you is my mama, yeah When I'm fucking, call me Papa, yeah I'm high as a bird, Nelly Furtado, yeah I never say, "I love you" to these women, no They saying I'm a problem yeah No Nelly, no Nelly, it's getting hot

(Gimme all of your lovin') Every little bit (gimme all that you got) Every bit of it (every bit of your lovin') Oh, c'mon live a bit (never want it to stop) You got it, but are you gettin' it? Hey, but are you gettin' it? Yeah, but are you gettin' it?

Nothin' anyhow, nothin' anyhow, nothin' anyhow, how I don't even care about what they say No, no, let it go, just turn it down I don't even care about what they say, say, say, say, yeah It's on a rumour mill Bad things be spreading 'round Can't tell me,

Brings out the devil in me Hell ain't a bad place to be Hey you, yeah you Sometimes I think this woman is kinda hot Sometimes I think this woman is sometimes not Puts me down, fools me around What's she doing to me? Out for satisfaction, any piece of

That's how much we have in common (yeah!) That's how much we have in common (whoa!) That's how much we have in common (woo!) That's how much we have in common Brain dead, eye drops Pain meds, cyclops They bed, iPod Trainwrecks, sidewalks Playtex, icebox

I said, oh (oh), oh (oh), oh (oh), oh (oh) Hey, hey yeah Something's got a hold on me, yeah (oh, it must be love) Oh, something's got a hold on me right now, child (oh, it must be love) Let me tell you now Oh, it must be love (you know it must be love)