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