around me Im in my living room and I got Grammys all around me And famous bitches doing nose candy all around me. Welcome to the life The life that's meant for me
you that I want Promiscuous boy, I'm calling your name But you're driving me crazy the way you're making me wait Promiscuous girl, you're teasing me
I'm on colo smilin', they think they got me But they'd try to crack me if they ever see a black me I thought I chose a field where they couldn't sack me
hands to pray (I had no hands to pray) If my friends were dead and gone (Dead and gone) Leavin' me here alone Could I depend on some spirit to ease me
find my way back home But the old me's dead and gone Dead and gone, dead and I ain't neva been scared, I live through tragic Situations could been dead
No, no, no, no, no Keep it in your head Hollywood is dead Come, come, Hollywood is dead, babe, woo hoo Oh, Hollywood is dead, yeah, yeah Oh, it's dead, Hollywood is dead
no game war Cause me to smack all faggots, taking your chains off Thugs spending half of your cabbage on a Range Rov' Change clothes, switch me description
bomb Hello world, I'm your wild girl I'm your ch-ch-cherry bomb Stone age love and strange sounds too Come on, baby, let me get to you Bad nights causin' teenage blues
Blame it on the a-a-alcohol Ooh see, she spilled some drink on me And now I'm knowin' she tipsy She put her body on me And she keeps staring me right
me Lord, Lord, I've been all around this world Hang me, oh, hang me, so I'll be dead and gone Hang me, oh, hang me, so I'll be dead and gone I wouldn
left looking like a ghost. Now I started out heinakin, still hit the harder stuff Everybody swore they stand behind me when the game got rough But the joke was on me
But you played me like a game of football Used to feed me, need me, dress me Now it's so messy straight cut out and left me [Andre 3000] Hollywood divorce
hair in his wheel chair His eyes were bloody while describin' what lies before me Said "Evil bitches and jealous men would try to destroy me" It occurred to me
? Hardly, a man's man who would?a knew The beach houses and wild parties Jezebel's and Stella McCartney's For years all that, how can I not be dead?
Rows of houses all bearing down on me I can feel their blue hands touching me All these things into position All these things we'll one day swallow whole
said I'm not myself But I'm not dead and I'm not for sale Hold me closer, closer let me go Let me be, just let me be
Take me for what I am A star newly emerging Long simmering explodes Inside the self is reeling In the pocket of the heart, in the rushing of the blood