A bitter life is what you lead Your clouded mind engulfs your life You don't care about anyone But yourself Wash away your fucking tears Stop all
Too many times I've been pushed aside To better yourself, to justify Your higher being that makes you better Than everyone and everything, your everything
Revenge, sweet revenge These are the words I scream again Your time is coming I'm exacting my revenge You won't get the best of me Not in this
Once again you let me down And this time Im not coming back Im going to end it all This razor blade, my kiss of death Give me a reason to not end
pole She break it down, she take it low She fine as hell, she about the dough She doing her thing out on the floor Her money money, she makin' makin
She work it girl, she work the pole She break it down, she take it low She fine as hell, she about the dough She doing her thing out on the floor Her
a J I took a hit and a half and got high and a hey My coconut was mellow but my vision was gray Looked on the dance floor and I seen my DJ Cool hands
, one drum There's a rhythm, it's subtle yet strong And it moves all the wallflowers on To the dance floor that holds everyone To the sound of one drummer, one drum Dance
At birth, given scars along tender heart liberties In justice for awkward living situated casualties They lay dead along your floor Careful not to wake
Don't you understand the audience will listen and dance In the club, crib or car or whatever they get the chance To be emancipated start debating justice
the pole She break it down, she take it low She fine as hell, she about the dough She doing her thing out on the floor Her money, money, she makin',
lot of hope but not a lot of harmony She can hear a hit song and a buzz of melody She could break a sweat jump and on the dance floor She could sell
She work it girl, she work the pole She break it down, she take it low She's fine as hell, she's about the dough Doing her thing right on the floor Her
'm at the bar gettin' lifted scopin' out the crew Niggaz chillin' after a hard week of payin' dues North Memphis niggaz Dick from Hollywood to Douglas On the dance floor
WANNA DANCE WITH ME THEY'LL REMEMBER WHO YOU ARE 'CAUSE YOU'RE DANCING WITH A STAR AND I KNOW YOU WANNA DANCE WITH ME paulie 'CAUSE YOU'RE DANCING
you had 'nough of these call shots Now let the hard floor break your fall darlin' 'Cos on the shrift and Naughty Nature ain't waltzin' When we dance
it down, she take it low She fine as hell, she about the dough She doing her thing out on the floor Her money money, she makin' makin' Look at the way
