I swear to tell the truth The whole truth and nothing but the truth I said Right hand high, tell a lie Your honor, Didn't know that I hurt her Didn't
Oh, crank it up Oh, I like that, ah Oh, yeah, woo Th-th-this beat is hypnotic I wanna ride it like a chauffeur Sound of the sonic's controlling me just
God knows I tried everything I could to stay inside tonight But that boy's like a sore in your mouth that you just have to bite Him number one is shakin
Hold my hands down So they don't, they don't Reach for you In case you don't know A saint is a sinner too Blind my eyes So I can't see What's coming
Is it a sin, is it a crime Loving you dear like I do? If it's a crime then I'm guilty Guilty of loving you Maybe I'm wrong dreaming of you Dreaming the
Somebody alert the authorities, I got criminal intent Conspiracy to engage in lewd and indecent acts and events I'mma wind it, grind it, oh my, I'mma
Woh Yeah I feel guilty My words are empty No signs to give you Don't have the time for you You say I'm heartless And you say I don't care I used to
This Petey Pablo April the 9th, 19-2000 Diary of a sinner 1st entry Dear diary this the 1st time I had a chance to sit and just think with a clear mind
Man, that's all he gets is a year man, hell nah! Hey, what's all this? Hey, stop all this confusion Hey, order in the court You're guilty No, I'm not
Got a wife got a family earn my livin' with my hand I'm a roller in a steel mill in downtown Birmingham My daddy was a barber a most unsightly man He
Sit by my window and watch the rain I hear it beating on my window pane Well, it makes me so sad Bet no one ever hurt this bad My baby left me and now
Everybody, gather 'round me I got somethin' I wanna tell you Listen, when you're on the bottom like I am today Those around you are losing faith in what
There's a red moon rising On the Cuyahoga River Rolling into Cleveland to the lake There's a red moon rising On the Cuyahoga River Rolling into Cleveland
Cold gray buildings where a hill should be Steel and concrete closin' in on me City faces haunt the places I roam alone Cowboy, cowboy, can't run, can
Where you goin' with your shoes undone Throwin' rocks Make a fun of everyone Little man, you make a big mistake Unless you change your way Stayin' out
I was born right here, November '43 My dad was a captain in the army Fighting the Germans in Sicily. My poor little momma Didn't know a soul in L.A. So
I've been his friend since we were little babies I was a comfort to his mother and a pal to his dad Before they passed away they said Please take care
Sounds like a real sad song Why don't you love me like you used to do? Are you trying to break my heart? (Not me, baby) I know there's somethin' goin