You pin me down, you box my ears I'll get you back, motherfuck, I'm no baby, I'm no baby I've made a meal, the first course is crow Choke it down 'cause
Sorry to crash your party, but I just couldn't wait for an invitation And I know damn well that you never sent one But you can't kick me out 'cause I
Yeah, I made a promise to love myself But somehow I don?t think I?m gonna make it Yeah, is that me behind the screen? I see some shapes but I can?t see
I don't need my ego fed I don't need my ego fed I don't need my ego fed I don't need my ego fed I just wanna feel I can trust I just wanna feel I can
I never said now I never said now I never said now I never said now I never said now I never said now I never said now I never said now I never said
I believe in someone I believe in someone You change my mind all the time The only one I know I know it's kind of sudden But I believe in someone I couldn
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no I'll cut you in a minute You know you should admit it, oh yeah No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no I'll cut you in a minute
Fucked up, drunk and stoned Every choice has a no Speech slurred, I called you again You're not even my friend Ooh, I did it again Ooh, I did it again
You, you're not asking questions that I don't have answers for You're not asking questions that I don't have answers for You're hard to fool but not too
I used, I used her right I used, I used her right I used, I used her right oh, yeah I used, I used her right I used, I used her right I used, I used her
I'm in love with a riot grrrl I'm in love with a riot grrrl I'm a boy and I know that, that's bad And I don't see what's got her so mad I'm not dumb
Deficit (money spent) catch the glint (E-Roc: of my nine as they cut welfare twenty-five percent) And I dissent, as I clench and raise my fist (We did
a tasteless death I'm compound to be a sound souljah On tracks compact, bolder abstract flava Drift like the mist holdin' a black fist with right shoulder
best, hands down They nicknamed me 6:30 I'm wit' Young Dose and YC Readell Road, that's my street Ask around on the Eastside I'm the s-h-i-t Bun B
Deficit (money spent) catch the glint ([E-Roc:] of my nine as they cut welfare twenty-five percent) And I dissent, as I clench and raise my fist (We did
gimmick this tiny voice is monstrous It pass as a concious inside a walkman Rivals often testin' Hyst push VI aside Spits hittin' high bitch who's quick to die Fist
