Come on You could say that I am nothing Few could say that I am something You could say that I am nothing You could say that I am nothing I don't want
It's the end of the month I gotta pay the rent I wish I was the President It's the end of the month and all my money i spent I wish I was the President
You'd like to take control of me I'm not how you'd have hoped I'd be For what you're reaching out to me I've got to break this scene goodbye Yeah man
This is a song about five simple words That when used together properly can help To relieve the stress, frustrations and aggravation Caused by all the
me 'cause I'm a teenager With a little bit of dough and a pager Searchin' my car, lookin' for the product Yeah, motherfucker, I'm sellin' narcotics
I see you baby and you're looking so good I got a feeling and I think that we should Let's take it outside let's go for a ride Let's do it wherever we
I see you baby and you're looking so good I got a feeling and I think that we should Let's take it outside let's go for a ride Let's do it whatever we
I'm back to put it in motion I'm back to tell you no lies Sit back and sip on this notion I'm back to put it in drive I'm back watch out I'm back What
Tried a million ways to take control of me There's a million things that I will never be I got forty-five just glad to be alive I got a reason to live
I don't know why I'm paralyzed If you don't get it you never will get it If you just don't get it get out the way Move Motivation Get into the groove
Now as I lay here in the dark And I think back to the start I know some things have to end For the next one to begin I walk alone, free at last I feel
If you mess with me you've got no chance, No chance in hell. You've got no chance. If you mess with me you've got no chance, No chance in hell. You've
Just someone to hold and someone to hate And something to blame for all the pain I could ignore her, I could complain I never wanted anything Why she
Sick of all the weakness And all the pain Sick of all the bullshit And the shots and the blame Sick of all the losers And all their lies Sick of all the
It's getting late and something is waiting in the city tonight This place is crazy and it makes me wanna fuck up my mind I like the lights the trippy
Going down, we're elevated, separated, liberated Down, we're dedicated, medicated, celebrated Over and over I keep losing myself Lower and lower I keep
How many times should I stop and believe in myself I don't believe much in anything I've seen enough of the pain and the shame and the blame It don't
Now is the time For me to step into your mind, listen up Cause now is the time For me to stand and be the one Second to none And time for you To stand