[OneRepublic:] I'm holdin' on a rope Got me ten feet off the ground And I'm hearin' what your say But I just can't make a sound You tell me that you need me Then you go and cut me down, but wait Tell me that you're sorry Didn't think I'd turn around
[Lil Wayne:] OK, I'm talkin' bout a Good girl, gone bad Crooked world, wrong path Right Mom, wrong dad I sing this song mad, but not mad enough to shoot you But it just eats me up, like some barbecue from Luther's In the morning with the roosters On the corner with the boosters And she's the fresh-cut and they're on her like sutures And I wanna talk to her But her momma has to school her I wanna see her better She's the weather of my future I don't wanna see another hurricane Baby you can kill the pain If you just let me explain Trust me I know what I'm sayin' You will end up on the track of an on-comin' train Stuck in the passenger seat Travelin' through the fast lane
[Bun B:] Well once upon a time, there was a mom and a dad Who on the outside, had everything people wished they had A beautiful daughter, two-story house, two-car garage And a white picket-fence, wrapped around the front yard See daddy was a doctor And mommy was a banker Mommy's job got outsourced So now mommy's dranker Daddy had a malpractice suit Now he's a snorter And all this shit is takin' place Right in front of the daughter She says, Daddy what's wrong But he's just too high Mommy what we gon' do She just get drunk and cry Caught in the middle of two wrongs, tryin'a do right Looking for answers all alone in the darkness of night Shit ain't right
[OneRepublic:] I'm holding on a rope Got me ten feet off the ground And I'm hearing what your say But I just can't make a sound You tell me that you need me Then you go and cut me down, but wait Tell me that you're sorry Didn't think I'd turn around You say that it's too late to apologize It's too late I said it's too late to apologize It's too late