As a child I hid between the pages Cutting secret phrases overhead But things we turn our back on when we're older Only drag us back into our bed Something
Left my lair To the wind and the sand With blood on my lips And silver in hand And I'm weary and stumbling In the desert heat Where raindrops They burn
Little missiles in your mind...(you asshole) Just press the one Then you'll get some of what they're taking Think this is fun When you are one of those awkward strangers Low
You know it makes me wanna shout Throw my hands up and shout What's this madness all about? All this makes me wanna shout, c'mon now Problems, complications
it up My favorite song, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up The beat is strong, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up We'll dance, c'mon! Let's dance! What
to come and go Don't worry, no one ever knows I don't know why it just won't die It breaks me in to stay alive I know it hurt a lot like you C'mon I
, send em in (c'mon) What you waitin for, let the freak show begin How they came in a truck? (Mase: Nah Puff, that's a Benz) Mercedes, c'mere baby, you
chromed out wit the clutch, nigga Drinkin' malt liquor, drivin' a Bro' Vega I'm wit Mo' sippers, watched by gold diggers Rockin' Bejor denims, wit gold zippers (C'mon
Yeah, we up now, yeah Yeah, we up now, c'mon We up now, yeah Yeah, we up now, c'mon Yeah, we up now Yo, now nobody party like we party You wouldn't know
partner for life So we can chill and have a little fun So we can chill and have some little ones So we can chill until our living's done C'mon, don
yeah, c'mon) Took home "Life after Death" and they studied it (that's right) Listened to the double disc (yeah) Now they all spit, like they all legit (c'mon
a ninja Ladies wanna see me fall and just timber Bad Boy go home, what y'all don't remember [Chorus - w/ ad libs] [Outro - Missy Elliott - talking] C'mon
If your girl keep coming around them I'm a blaze her I'm the Bad Boy flavor, light blue gators Not guilty and I'm filthy, c'mon Make this money, take
die Sittin' up there thinkin' you're makin' that money Hustlin' and all that, you're killin' your brothers YouknowhatI'msayin'? You just stupid, straight up stupid Puttin' dope into your body, c'mon
C'mon, let's get popped in love I know you popular, admitted your club But I just wanna toss you up Before I swallow you whole I need to wash it down
and I said goodbye I felt the angels cry True love's a gift but we let it drift in a storm Every night I feel the angels cry C'mon babe, can't our love
y'all to help me, bring him back to stage Say Hova, c'mon say it, Hova, Hova, are y'all out there? ( Hova, Hova) Are y'all out there? C'mon, louder!
roof back Slam the doors, get inside, we can ride Take the wheel for a while, tail lights, white lines C'mon, take a ride with me no cash, can't splash