burning down deep in my soul It stings like a needle lately that you've stuck in places you don't know Ohh I should mention my intentions are for you and I
, said the way you move Gonna make you sweat, gonna make you groove Oh, oh, child, way you shake that thing Gonna make you burn, gonna make you sting
' Do you still find it hard to love your neighbor as you love yourself Now tell me why cant you accept me as I am' Just the way I am now Verse 2
you need me You ask forgiveness for mistakes Don't you know that you have to run away inside I'm the one that you ripped apart You ask me for forgive
a bite of you, baby The longer it goes well, the shorter your fuse Maybe, you'd know if you walked in my shoes Damned if I don't and I'm damned if I
Two little hearts ain't gonna get me I'm not looking for a permanent thing So don't you put ink 'til I take the ring Burn burn baby I bet we could've
lie about your didgits It's one thing to say that you live it It's another for you fuckers to admit it But I admit I got all this paper plus the prettiest
to lie about your didgits It's one thing to say that you live it It's another for you fuckers to admit it But I admit I got all this paper plus the prettiest
double nine one one The line been busy for days, Hell maybe weeks I've been tossin' and turnin', back and forth, ensurin' my forty winks Yeah I feel you dude I
screw you like a tour groupie War duty, after I'ma call Suzy, tall cutie She'll do me like a porn movie I burn thousand degrees, nothin' match me You think you
I can take it there, ride with me I know what you want, where you live, what you need I can make it real, hold it down for you, feel you bleed Just
that ain't no problem, I sign off If I got to, you still got them black jack things I thought you heard, let's go get twisted or something though Yeah, you too though, I
Now I ride and ride With a K on my side Bet this jai fly and fly Nigga you won't be for I I hope you lying but why In the middle of the night
, you lessar, you just... Chorus Wanna be me, you cant, you faggot, you bitch, You social coward, you clown, you just wanna be down, So you wanna be me, you bitch, you
6 Now I'm back when I been on the track wit the Scarecrow 'cause the dj paul pop in the clip, no slippin' you're Trippin I'm taking no lip Niggas I'm
been a haze since I flunked fourth grade 'Cause I couldn't keep my nose away from spray paint So, now these days I've been getting headaches For my burn
Recognize the Gods came for one accord For one mind and one cause, that's the shit Son Play them crows out position You might hear me but you don't
Practice talk about practice Skills sharp just like a cactus Streets'll knock you from your axis Ski Mask and gun scare tactics One not hosted by Mor'