Sometimes I feel like I don't have a partner
Sometimes I feel like my only friend
Is the city I live in, the city of angels
Lonely as I am, together we cry
I heard your voice through a photograph
I thought it up it brought up the past
Once you know you can never go back
I’ve got to take it on the otherside
Do you want this love of mine?
Darkness helps us all to shine
Do you want it, do you want it now?
Do you want it all the time?
Black bandana, sweet Louisiana
Robbin' on a bank in the state of Indiana
She's a runner, rebel and a stunner
On her merry way sayin', 'Baby, what you gonna- ?'
Lookin' down the barrel of a hot metal .45
Just another way to survive
In between the cover of another perfect wonder
And it's so white as snow
Running through the field where all my tracks will be concealed
And there's nowhere to go
When will I know that I really can't go
To the well once more time to decide on
When it's killing me, when will I really see
All that I need to look inside?
Sweet like a honey bun, spit like a Tommy gun
Rollie a one of one, come get your mommy some
Cardi at the tip-top, bitch
Kiss the ring and kick rocks, sis
Cold ass bitch, I give Ross chills
Ten different looks and my looks all kill
I kiss him in the mouth, I feel all grills
He eat in the car, that's meals on wheels
Do what I want, do what I want with your body
Back in the club, taking shots, gettin' naughty
No invitations, it's a private party
I bow down to pray
I try to make the worst seem better
Lord, show me the way
To cut through all his worn out leather
I've got a hundred million reasons to walk away
But baby, I just need one good one to stay
I don’t need to be on top to know I’m worth it
'Cause I'm strong enough to know the truth
I just want it to be hot
Because I’m blessed when I’m in love, and I’m in love with you
I've overheard your theory 'Nostalgia's for geeks'
I guess sir, if you say so
Some of us just like to read
One second I'm a kunst, then suddenly the kunst is me
Pop culture was in art, now art’s in pop culture, in me
Tell me something boy
Aren't you tired tryin' to fill that void?
Or do you need more
Ain't it hard keepin' it so hardcore?
Tell me somethin' girl
Are you happy in this modern world?
Or do you need more
Is there somethin' else you're searchin' for?
If teardrops could be bottled
There'd be swimming pools filled by models
Told 'a tight dress is what makes you a whore'
If 'I love you' was a promise
Would you break it, if you're honest
Tell the mirror what you know she's heard before
Idontwannabeyouanymore
Don't you know I'm no good for you
I've learned to lose you, can't afford to
Tore my shirt to stop you bleedin'
But nothin' ever stops you leavin'
Don't be cautious, don't be kind
You committed, I'm your crime
Push my button anytime
You got your finger on the trigger, but your trigger finger's mine
Lips meet teeth and tongue
My heart skips eight beats at once
If we were meant to be, we would have been by now
See what you wanna see, but all I see is him right now
Go ahead and watch my heart burn
With the fire that you started in me
But I'll never let you back to put it out
Help, I lost myself again
But I remember you
Don't come back, it won't end well
But I wish you'd tell me too
Gold chain beneath your shirt
The shirt that you let me wear home
Gold's fake and real love hurts
And nothing hurts when I'm alone
I don't know what to do
To do with your kiss on my neck
I don't know what feels true
But this feels right so stay a sec
Yeah, you feel right so stay a sec
I've been walking through a world gone blind
Can't stop thinkin' of your diamond mind
Careful creature made friends with time
You left her lonely with a diamond mind
And those ocean eyes
You can't have my heart and, you won't use my mind
But do what you want with my body
Stand up in they chest no apology
Mama sent a text that she proud of me
Youngins in the hood watchin' out for me
Money all colors like Monopoly
I make 'em shoot where your stomach at
We gon' pull up where your mama at
Runnin' through hoes like a running back
We can fuck but you can't call this number back
If you knew better, baby you'd do better
I got plenty hoes, call me Hugh Hefner
We started off as close friends
Somehow you turned into my girlfriend
You hoes got no class, you bitches is broke still
I be talking cash, shit, while I'm popping my gold grill
I'm a whole rich bitch, and I work like I'm broke still
Slim be a combination of an actual kamikaze and Gandhi
Translation, I will probably kill us both
When I end up backin' into ya
But for me to rap like a computer it must be in my genes
I got a laptop in my back pocket
My pen'll go off when I half-cock it
Got a fat knot from that rap profit
Soft spoken with a broken jaw
Step outside but not to brawl and
Autumn's sweet we call it fall
I'll make it to the moon if I have to crawl and
With the birds I'll share this lonely viewin'
I’m out of my head, bitch, I’m outta my mind
From the bottom I climb, you ain’t hotter than mine
Nope, not on my time, and I’m not even tryin'
What's poppin', slime? Nothin', five
Diamonds are the wife of life
All three Rollies look alike
After two you get a hook-up price
Stripper never worked a nine-to-five
All of these hoes I made off records I produced
I might take all my exes and put 'em all in a group
Play no games like the NBA
Throwin' checks like the NBA
You a ring, you a ring
We shootin' shots like the NRA
Got new money, got new problems, got new enemies
When you make it to the top, it's the amenities
Packin' out Toyota like I'm in the league
And it ain't a mosh pit if ain't no injuries
I got 'em stage divin' out the nosebleeds
And she hit that booger sugar 'til her nose bleed
I was hot as hell out in the heat
Then a storm came in and saved my life
Head up to the sky, down on my knees
Out of nowhere, you came here to save the night
I sip from the Fountain of Youth
So if I die young, blame the juice
Bury me in New Orleans
Tombstone reads: 'Don’t cry, stay tuned.'
Bring me back to life
Got to lose a life just to have a life
But if heaven’s as good as advertised
I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife
Rest in paradise
I am not number one, it's true
I'm number 9-27-82
Color blind even if I may be blue
A lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food
Every day she wake up with a different color makeup
And he promise he gone take her to the movie and the mall
Chillin' with the Laker, on the floor, fourth quarter
Four minute on the clock, Black Mamba with the ball
Mona Lisa, long hair, don't care
She handle the business and don't ever tell
She bite the bullet and cough up the shells
She tell 'em, 'Ooh, daddy, let's go to your place!'
And if he say yeah, then we meet him there
She feed him lies with his silverware
She don't want love, she just want her share
All alone, call my phone, make me feel right
Girl you know when you call, make me feel right
Spotlight, uh, moonlight, uh
Nigga, why you trippin'? Get your mood right
Baseball bat to his Yankee hat
Make a lil' nigga face out my Gat
Pop that shit, he acrobat
Leave a nigga flat on the playground mat
Call 911, bet he can't come back
Always lived my life alone
Been searching for a place called home
I know that I've been cold as ice
Ignored the dreams, too many lies
Somewhere deep inside, Somewhere deep inside me
I found ... the child I used to be
And I know that it's not too late
Never too late
Rain keeps falling, tears keep falling
Rain keeps falling, tears keep falling
Darling, your love is like walking a bed of nails
And I just can't keep on fighting
Gettin' to the cake now
All the hate don't faze me
All the money that I make now
I'll never let it change me
I don't feel much pain
Got a knife in my back, and a bullet in my brain
I’m clinically insane
Walkin' home alone, I see faces in the rain
Help me find a way to pass the time
Everybody tellin' me life's short, but I wanna die
Help me find a way to make you mine
Everybody tellin' me not to, but I'm gonna try
Now I'm gettin' high again, tonight