Done feeding, I leaned back head rested on the couch's top Must leave the house soon mean gone cause my pops he's hot Grab my blue backpack, my walkman, grip my bicycle Because I know my friends are waiting at the door I'm feeling loose like you - just fucking around and shit Til that comes fifty-five I'm twenty-six
Let me go I give more And you know I fold i
Come at me! come! come! My activites don't cross but they create You know I want to pick you up But they don't want you to Asking for it, like we got Yes we cross but we create You know I want to pick you up But they don't want you - shit fuck'em
You let this screw I thought they knew you But when you turned your back I know they're going do You had to prove me right and then we did And that son of a bitch he swerved almost hit two kids I'm feeling heartless, I'm feeling hate So when there's nothin but the real swing in her fuckin Rape! no! one! me! no choice
Let me go I get bored And you know I'm fuckin flown!
Come on! come! come! My activities don't cross but they create You know I want to pick you up But they don't want you to Threaten me court, like we got Yeah we cross but we create You know I want to pick you up But they don't want you - burn
Let me go I give more And you know - ohh So good we could and We learned to cry and Lift me up
Come on! come! My activities don't cross but they create You know I want to pick you up But they don't want you Dis me court, like we got Yeah we cross but we cried You know I want to pick you up But they don't want you - up