you lyin' in Went from the full house to the raw house To niggas tryin' to rip my draws out Try it now, nigga, blow your jaw out You don't want my gun
away Saying things never said Seeing shadows in the light of the day Waging a war inside my head Feeling strangers staring my way Reading
chances, baby Oh uh oh uh oh, it's sexual madness Oh uh oh uh oh, it makes me helpless Oh uh oh uh oh, I feel it, baby Oh uh oh uh oh, I need it, baby blue
you can't win. So you don't stand out and you don't fit in. Weird. Isn't it strange how we all feel a little bit weird Strange, how we all get a little
And though the changing colors are a lovely thing to see If it were mine to make the change I'd let it be But I don't remember hearing anybody asking
changing colors are a lovely thing to see If it were mine to make the change "I think" I'd let it be But I don't remember hearing anybody asking me
blue And my money buys me time here Where the beer lights and the neon nights Make a shadow out of you Evangeline Evangeline She floats out of the spotlights She won't look my
Come and make it easy coming down Come and make it easy with the sound Sound of voices raises celebration Don't you stop my speed to salvation She got them watchpocket blues
Baby! Baby! A shirt with my shadow is crazy I stay ya! Banana comb makes me a playa So get smart with my rhyme He wants and I want to be my time Then
the world you live in Doesn?t notice you But don?t you worry, baby I?ll be there to comfort you Take it easy, easy Easy does it, baby Nice and slow
me don't play I'ma blue B L A C K black-ass nigga Suck my dick an' make it bigger As I walk into the party, I grab my goatin' ass You see him an' you
them to leave me alone Don't they know I'm just a guy who sings songs? I'm not promoting no hit record, hell, I don't have no TV show And I don't have
wedding, and seas when you're leaving. I hope the ring will fit. These wounds fit my tongue like my hand in a glove. Don't you spill your milk when push
It ain't making sense if it ain't talking pretty money It ain't making sense if it ain't talking pretty money [Chorus:] It ain't making sense if it ain
tell me The blues ain't bad, But, I've never know anything Make me feel so sad... Running on empty, hurting to the core, When everything don't mean nothing
is burning, baby, here's what I say Even the bloodhounds of London couldn't find you today I see the shadow of a man, baby, makin' you blue Who is he
don't want to hustle with weak Days in the oven, hot, make my mamas hot Mix them with the goldie long green Macking baby, pimping never Crawl through
Hearing voices from miles away Saying things never said Seeing shadows in the light of the day Waging a war inside my head Feeling strangers staring my