Can't be getting mad what, you mad? Can't handle that Wish we could switch up the roles and I could be that Tell you I love you, but when you call, I never get back Would you ask them questions like me, like where you be at? 'Cause I'm out, four in the

Let not another child be slain Let not another search be made in vain Jah forgive us for forgetting So badly that not many can see you In the name of, and by the power of The holy spirit May we invoke your intercession for The children of England Some of

I wanna thank the band, whoever they Were for playing our song And all the stars up there for getting in line And shining down on That boardwalk you and I strolled down Light's dancing on the water from the merry-go-round We made a lot of memories, ain't

I wanna thank the band, whoever they Were for playing our song And all the stars up there for getting in line And shining down on That boardwalk you and I strolled down Light's dancing on the water from the merry-go-round We made a lot of memories, ain't

There's a silence in a room and it is killing me Speak your mind So out of reach Won't you speak your mind? But you won't tell me why Go and lie in the bed you made Keep all the words for the ones who play 'Cause I'm getting tired of the guessing game

Watch out lil' bitch You getting mad I'm getting rich All my niggas athletic And I'm getting rich Bitch I'm getting rich All my niggas with me

Night train Not a knife throw from here you can hear the night train passing That's the sound somebody makes when they're getting away Leaving next week's hanging jury far behind them Prisoner only of the choices they've made Ice cube in a dark drink

I wanna thank the band, whoever they Were for playing our song And all the stars up there for getting in line And shining down on That boardwalk you and I strolled down Light's dancing on the water from the merry-go-round We made a lot of memories, ain't

All I want from you is drug sex Run it up and never go back (Go back) Tell me why the fuck you mad though? (Mad though) I ain't that used to getting mad dough (Mad dough) I dropped forty pointers on your ass, ho (Ass, ho) Forty pointers on your ho-ass

I wonder where your are tonight You're probably out on the rampage somewhere You have been known to take delight In getting in somebody's hair And you always had the knack Fade to black I bet you already made a pass I see a darkened room somewhere You