Hey girl, I?d rather be home tonight I?d rather be anywhere but here is where we are I?ve got some words of wisdom The worlds a television But I can?
On a damned tangled dress Day of decay The season shuffles inside She cast out a line Between the dead and dying Tickets for the sad carousel On a highway
they laughed and called me names unknown. I still won't budge, I'll stand my ground. Because this ain't no love song. And so you were removed one day
Christ, by the dumpster Peeling and a-tossin' your lottery tickets Oh Nazarene, drinking dust Oh Christ, rising and a-fallin' Oh, Jesus Christ,
Hey girl, I?d rather be home tonight I?d rather be anywhere but here is where we are I?ve got some words of wisdom The worlds a television But I can
bands down, and I'm tryin' to get back I gave the other grip, I lost a flip for five stacks Yeah I'm talkin' five comma, six zeros, dot zeros, here it
love me baby It's ten years and we still runnin this motherfucker [P. Diddy] + (Notorious B.I.G.) Yeah! (one) As we proceed to give you what you need (One
, act one Lover face, wanna make you ejaculate Until it's no longer fun I confess to really being quite charmed By your feminine effects You're the only one
as the one way pavement am taking flight off baby go ahead and cut the light off cuz It's about to go. BEAT PLAYS I hear my phone ringing when ya
I pull it Willies wanna rub shoulders, your money's too young See me when it gets older, ya bank account grow up Mine's is one-zero-zero-zero-oh-doub
picture Little Ripsta can I get critical And I'm seldom seen in the henessey when I ride up on my enemies Zero one of my heroes Jesus blessed me to
scripture picture Little Ripsta can I get critical And I'm seldom seen in the henessey when I ride up on my enemies Zero one of my heroes Jesus blessed
Rotten rings are wrong Away from the mangle where we don't need I got the one to make me alright We ride For never Nothing can or will Rise We fight At zero
pull it Willies wanna rub shoulders, your money's too young See me when it gets older, ya bank account grow up Mine's is one-zero-zero-zero-zero-oh-
to the ten padlocks strapped on your front door Well, There ain't nuthin' but heroes and villains more villains than heroes But can you tell one from the next? Can you go down from zero
