| Lyrics | Song Title |
| I was down at the New Amsterdam staring at this yellow-haired girl Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with this black-haired flamenco dancer | |
| Alright ok, tonight your having me your way perfume, spray it there put our love in the air, now put me right next to you finna raise the temp in the room | |
| Echo fading, candle blow, did you flash out long ago, cross my fingers, I don't know someone poked you down below | |
| Touching you, touching me, touching you yeah you're touching me | |
| Man I got summer hating on me cause I'm hotter than the sun, spring hating on me cause I ain't never sprung | |
| She got a bubble gum cap with a Gucci dat's snappin' with some rhino legs and a booty that's flappin' | |
| I can't escape this hell, so many times I've tried, but I'm still caged inside, somebody get me through this nightmare, I can't control myself | |
| I ain't play the hand I was dealt, I changed my cards I prayed to the skies and I changed my stars I went to the malls and I balled too hard | |
| Young girl don't cry I'll be right here when your world starts to fall, young girl it's alright your tears will dry, you'll soon be free to fly | |
| I can make new antibiotics I can make computers survive aquatic conditions I know how to run a business and I can make you wanna buy a product | |
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| As deep as the abyss where the waters run as deep as the land of the rising sun you know I'm down even when them odds are against us it doesn't even matter nothing else matters | |
| And I'm here to remind you of the mess you left when you went away It's not fair to deny me of the cross I bear that you gave to me | |
| Hold me now I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking that maybe six feet ain't so far down | |
| Lights is blinding, girls need blinders so they can step out of bounds quick, the side lines is blind with casualties | |
| So I guess the fortune tellers right, I should have seen just what was there and not some holy light, but you crawled beneath my veins and now, I don't care, I have no luck | |
| It ain't no joke when a mama's handkerchief is soaked with her tears because her baby's life has been revoked the bond is broke up so choke up and focus on the close up | |
| I have five clocks in my life and only one has the time right, i’ll just unplug it for today, ill just unplug it for today | |
| Oh now feel it comin' back again like a rollin' thunder chasing the wind, forces pullin' from the center of the earth again, I can feel it | |
| It ain't worth it I can't think of a perfecter way to word it, then to just say that I love ya'll too much to see the virdict | |
| Has our conscience shown? Has the sweet breeze blown? Has the kindness gone? Hope still lingers on | |
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