I come wild with the wicked style that i bring
cought up like a drug deep in my thug stream
she says she wants to get it on like a sex machine
but hold on cuase its my eyes that i cant believe
and you waste my time with all your lies
im denied cuase it aint my fault
cuase im losing control
hey ive heard it all before
before this war
its hard to believe this truth you speak
hey youve headed out the door
before i said walk away
another verse that i put my words in
rehearse tight beats with the groove that you thirst for
all wrapped up on that leash you got me hanging from
but its still my songs that you uh huh
and you waste my time with all your lies
im denied cuase it aint my fault
cuase im losing control
hey ive heard it all before
before this war its hard to believe this truth you speak
hey youve headed out the door before i said walk away
hey ive heard it all before
before this war
its hard to believe this truth you speak
hey youve headed out the door before i said walk away