| Desire many sides but can’t handle one |
| Regardless of the facts I’ma have me sum |
| Have me spun around my axis till I’m dizzy dumb |
| Bite my tongue, I’m just having too much fun |
| And I seen you looking like you’re ready to kill |
| Cuz I know you been craving a smile that’s real |
| But instead you been praying a while wishing to get ya pockets filled |
| But worry not, I’ll tell you how it feel |
| To love it when you bop your head like that |
| Cuz it slap so hard ya could break ya neck |
| With so much joy you start to understand |
| If you turn out dead, it’s not that bad |
| Desire |
| Can’t decide on |
| What is right or |
| What is wrong |
| Desire |
| Are we lying? |
| Can’t deny it any more |
| Desire |
| Up the fees, drop a stack for steez |
| Or a rental just to flex the keys, I get it |
| By any means, want your neck to freeze |
| Feed your greed with your endless needs, we get it |
| That you ain’t got nothing you can hold on to |
| So you move around the world like it move 'round you |
| Man I been there too, and it ain’t nu’n new |
| But if you’d like to learn I could show you |
| How to love it when you bop your head like that |
| Cuz it slap so hard ya could break ya neck |
| With so much joy you start to understand |
| If you turn out dead, it’s not that bad |
| Desire |
| Can’t decide on |
| What is right or |
| What is wrong |
| Desire |
| Are we lying? |
| Can’t deny it any more |
| Desire |
| Chat funny being mad drunk |
| Dressing funky looking mad bomb |
| If it hits want you to spit it like a anthem |
| Go like bu-bu bu-bu bu-bu bu-bum |
| Chat funny being mad drunk |
| Dressing funky looking mad bomb |
| If it hits want you to spit it like a anthem |
| Go like bu-bu bu-bu bu-bu bu-bum |