you speak how you know it?s so true your desperation is all you you continue to say how you never get through you take the credit cause it?s all you
you see... when all that you need is walking out the door the way that you speak how you know ita??s so true your desperation is all you you continue
'm just chillio Number one mi meking part two oh no How yuh fi dis mi when I'm no zero Listen how mi voice clean through di stereo How yuh fi slam
He-He-He-Hey Hey-Hey-Hey-Hey-Hey-Hey-Hey Pump it louder Pump it louder Pump it louder Pump it louder Pump it louder Pump it louder And say, oh oh oh oh Say, oh oh oh oh
I get to your soul Can you get to my thoughts Can you promise we won't let go All the things that I need All the things that you need We can make it
roll band I'm not the KK Klan, more like the boogie man And Satan's in the mix and you don't wanna diss Because this is for all the suicidalists I'd
Double you don't wanna rumble, why you testing me Oh I know, you must be gone off them extacy Bad habits you better kick it before it get you loc And
We are, we are all innocent We are all innocent We are, we are... We are, we are all innocent We are all innocent We are, we are... Oh, and Tina's
you can kill yourself. In my space shuttle and I?m not coming down I?m a stereo and she?s just so monotone Sometimes it?s just me and all my bottles all
analog rit: I suggest you don't tess' a underdog under pressure real on a scale you can't measure, calculate rate or ledger I suggest you don't stress
try and try to pin your flowers on Can you carry my drink I have everything else I can tie my tie all by myself I?m getting tied, I?m forgetting why Oh
You know I'm rockin Cause there will be no stoppin All that shit you poppin What that shit you talkin [Chorus] [Timbabland talking:] Welcome y'all
s New Pussycat Delilah stopped me hating you and wishing you dead Oh I used to call you satan And you were Cruella De'Ville And now you call me your Delilah
as "Baby, Your Beard Hurts"] So I say "forget it" while you reach, reach for the shotgun you did it simple, but not close You did on purpose you serve
apart I'm thinking about you thinking about you thinking about you thinking about you and I know that I'm wasting all my time cuz you're not mine oh...oh...oh
all of my favours down would you ever Baby not the same much no complaining can you any better [Chorus 1:] You are a me it's not your good looks, it can all
the network news Oh, oh, oh, something tells me that you're really gone You said we could be friends, but that's not what's not what I want And, anyway
It's not me who's capable, it's you who's merciful. Thank you Lord, it's all yours, I give it all back to you. Here's my corwn, burn it down. It's You
