Done feeding, i leaned back head rested on the couch's top
must leave the house soon, mean gone, 'cause my pops, he's hot
grab my blue backpack, my walkman, grip my bicycle
because i know my friends are waiting at the door
i'm feeling loose like you, just fucking around and shit
'til that comes fifty-five, i'm twenty-six
Let me go
i give more
and you know
i fold i
Come at me come come
my activites don't cross but they create
you know i want to pick you up
but they don't want you to
asking for it, like we got
yes we cross but we create
you know i want to pick you up
but they don't want you - so fuck'em
You let this screw i thought they knew you
but when you turned your back i know they're going do
you had to prove me right and then we did
and that son of a bitch he swerved almost hit two kids
i'm feeling heartless, i'm feeling hate
so when there's nothin' but the real swing in her fuckin' rape
No - one - me
No choice
let me go
i get bored
and you know i'm fuckin' flown
Come on - come - come
My activities don't cross but they create
you know i want to pick you up
but they don't want you to
threaten me court, like we got
yeah we cross but we create
you know i want to pick you up
but they don't want you, burn
Let me go
i give more
and you know - ohh
so good
we could
and we learned to cry
and lift
me up
Come on - come
my activities don't cross but they create
you know i want to pick you up
but they don't want you
dis me court, like we got
yeah we cross but we cried
you know i want to pick you up
but they don't want you - up