Walkin' on the beat, yeah We feel the love and we are not ashamed I'ma wake up to my nakedness 'Cause I'm walkin' on the beat, yeah Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Naked when the beat drops Closer, closer We are the people, we are the people We are the people of

And it's not your fault That I fumbled your heart Should've let go of my past for you You did everything I asked of you Drived across the country if I asked you too I fumbled your heart But I'm just bad for you I'm bad news, yeah I'm just bad for you I'm

And choke on the memories Oh oh oh oh, oh Choke, choke, yeah Ha ha ha ha, ha Choke, choke Well I see breakfast on the table And I can smell you in the halls I'll keep a message of you if you call, of you if you call Lord knows I'd cry if I was able

Ooh baby baby, la la la la la la la (ah-ha) Ooh drop it to the floor, make you wanna say (hey baby) Yeah you can shake some more, make me wanna say (hey baby) Ooh baby baby, la la la la la la la If your girl wanna play, let her go, so let her go (la la

Ain’t gotta wait to make no moves cause I be loaded While you out here drinkin' 40s, I just tote it Still that same nigga in a foreign, but it’s stolen I’m doin' fraud, got that bag, yeah I’m transportin' I got that bag on me nigga, like I’m Jansportin'

Yeah you got my back against the wall I said you got me where you want me again And I can't turn away I'm hanging by thread and I'm feelin' like a fool I'm stuck here in-between The shadows of my yesterday I want to get away I need to get away Now you

Sunday, bloody Sunday (Sunday, bloody Sunday) How long must we sing this song? How long? How long 'cause tonight we can be as one (Yeah, let's go) Sunday, bloody Sunday (Sunday, bloody Sunday)

My projects I'm a rep to the fullness When I'm in this world Just pray for me Pray for me, pray for me Pray for me, pray for me (yeah) Pray for me, just pray for me (It's over nigga) Living life with all this thugness, destruction this violence You know

But right now I'm on this lake shore And I'm sittin' in the sun I'm sure it'll hit me When I walk through that door tonight Oh, lookie there, I've got a bite Yeah, I'm gonna miss her And I love to fish

These are honky tonk women Tryin' to give me, give me, give me their honky tonk blues It's the honky tonk women Yeah, they give me, give me, give me their honky tonk blues They give me, give me, give me their honky tonk blues I met a gin-soaked bar-room