It's 3 a.m. and I'm out on the road It's at least thirty minutes 'til I get you home And the same damn songs play all night long And I wish this awkward
The bathroom floor never felt so warm And my eyes roll back and I can't feel my arms And my hands and my feet were oh so cold And my face was planted
Here I am : enemies : come and taste the steel of my sword the earth was still young and the land all new when it was forged ore of themountain towering
a boy from Ireland and could charm a nice young girl, I would not ask for her wealth as I'm rich enough myself, I own a good part of Cork, two sides
Translation I'm a boy from Lough Erne and I could charm a nice young girl I would not ask for her wealth as I am rich enough myself I own a good part
kinda in the zone 'cause the DJ playin' my song Just another opportunity for sayin' I'm known I'm from Atlanta so southern ain't just part of my grammar
with forty-fo' stitches Fuckin with these parties and these punk ass bitches Fuck a house party! "L.A.! Californ-I-A!" {WC} Ha hah, youknowhatI'msayin? Fuckin with a house party
charge, pull Air Force One, up out the garage, I'm the grand poohbah, you're part of my lodge. You mortals better pay, respect to the God. You can cuss more, I'm Mount
zone Cause the DJ playin' my song Just another opportunity for sayin' I'm known I'm from Atlanta So southern ain't just part of my grammar I can up and
[intro skit plays for first 42 seconds] [Chorus: K-Young] I got a thing for your girlfriend She got a face of a goddess, ooh-wee, you already know Don
suspect Murder onez to get the Fonz and fast to die young JM motherfucker, go get your guns Murder onez to get the Fonz and fast to die young JM motherfucker
cock the pump I was the kid in the hood your moms ain't want you with Now I'm rich, tell your moms one-two click Since a young one, I love heaven and
and guess who's with two chicks (tech n9ne) in my lou of caribou sick it's super-doo lips everybody in the party will lose it vodka and mountain dew is
want to rock, make a nigga feal just like 'Pac Make it street but it just might pop, make it straight to the mountain top Had the Chi' on lock, when
[Wale] This is the fun part, no what I'm saying? [Wale] Seen the highs and lows, remember when I was broke Trying to shower with soap, roaches all in
barefoot by the waterside, she called as I drew near The sunlight glanced at the water's edge making fire of her auburn hair My young heart danced at her parting
. I saw her face in mountains stream. I lingered there and lost myself in dreams. But we were young and tossed away Our precious love along the way. We parted
-free, you're tax-exempt You party with the president And you dance the dance so naturally Why not believe you're heaven-sent But time has a way of bringing Even mountains