| First you smile at lord, I found you first |
| Liquified inside you, But it hurts if I even see you |
| Make you smile, I look over and cry, I get by! |
| But that’s to bad you get stuck with all alone! |
| Look at yourself you ain’t no genius!!! |
| You want to find, you won’t find me, |
| I’m coming home, but I |
| First you raining for, It can’t be seen |
| Liquified him more and more, F*ck you b*tch! |
| -gibberish- to go and I go and I and |
| I don’t know Cause I’m sick |
| and this ain’t fun at all!!! |
| But that’s too bad you get stuck with whores |
| Look at yourself you ain’t no genius |
| you want to fly, you won’t find me I’m coming home I |
| But that’s too bad you get stuck with whores |
| Look at yourself you ain’t no genius |
| you want to find you won’t find me I’m coming home, hurt |
| You got hair, clothes, the fashion, the cash flow |
| How the f**k you gonna tell me what you don’t know |
| You got hair, clothes, the fashion, the cash flow |
| How the f**k you gonna tell me something |
| Your this close to fashion, the cash flow |
| How the f**k you gonna tell me what you don’t know |
| Your this close to fashion, the cash flow |
| How the f**k you gonna tell me something Tell me something |
| Say your prayers |
| But that’s too bad you get stuck with all alone |
| Look at yourself you ain’t no genius |
| you want to find, you won’t find me |
| I’m coming home I |