Wraaa Everybody get the fuck up Though many have come There will never be another one Wraaa Daddy gonna pop that trunk Yeah, battle ship sunk, throwing dirt rock chunks Sling shot rocks broke no money lumps Looking up too D boys with the pretty dunks

Ain't no god on my streets in the heart of the jungle (oh Lord child) Won't you follow me into the jungle (yeah) Won't you follow me into the jungle (Oh Lord, said oh Lord, I said oh Lord) Yeah, yeah, yeah Well it's too long living in the same old lives

I'm a songwriter My only weapon is my pen And the frame of mind I'm in And the things I flash on everyday They all reflect in what I say Oh yeah, a poet

Fire your guns Yeah, you want some fun She got eyes of blue, body curves You gotta fire your guns Wild beast, I'll make you mine Taste your kiss, sweet lips divine She got moves, drips of sweat 'n legs that'll break your nerves

I can do it I’m only human And I bleed when I fall down And I crash and I break down Your words in my head, knives in my heart You build me up and then I fall apart But I’m only human 'Cause I’m only human, yeah I can hold my breath

Oh, living in the spotlight I think I'm gonna take flight Let me live 'til I die But I'ma be alright, I'ma be alright Oh, if it's too hot, too hot tonight Yeah, I used to care so much what people thought about me Now I really could give a fuck Now when I

You're gorgeous You make me so happy, it turns back to sad, yeah There's nothing I hate more than what I can't have You're so gorgeous You are so gorgeous it makes me so mad You should take it as a compliment And I'm so furious At you for making me feel

It's making me sad Can't take just a picture of you It's making me mad That I can't get past You call me, oh, you call me all the time You tell me, oh baby, yeah, you're mine I like you, baby draw me all these smiles I like you, but it's just so, so many

Bang your head! Metal health will drive you mad! Yeah ah arr! And I'm an axe grinder, pile driver Mama says that I never, never mind her Got no brains, I'm insane The teacher says that I'm one big pain I'm like a laser, six string razor

We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah I put my hand on the stove, to see if I still bleed Yeah, and nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free Some day, some day I've been tryin' to make you love me But everything I try just takes you further from