Don't come back for me You know you're way to bad 4 me You drain my heart and battery In my life there's no capacity 4 you I kept some things I should've said Should've played it smart and thought ahead Cause now I'm here alone left to bleed I gave you love I have you care I showed you things I never shared Oh I guess falling in love isn't free So tell me Was breaking my heart fun and easy Was the excitement The drug you were fiening You showed me that your not enough (not enough) The kid you found You made him drown And split him into pieces He's better now But real deep down He don't know what relief is He's scared of love And doesn't want To continue this sleepless You gave him all the reasons To fall into the deep end And I know and I know and I know That we Promised we were never gonna leave But promises don't always stay the same They change (they change) No I don't no I don't Want to know about you And I know that you don't Want to know bout me 2 So let's just let it be Broken memories Of your selfish heart and me Don't come back for me You know you're way to bad 4 me You drain my heart and battery In my life there's no capacity 4 you I kept some things I should've said Should've played it smart and thought ahead Cause now I'm here alone left to bleed

I wouldn't blame you if you Threw away the key I can't expect you to keep the Door unlocked for me I'm happy that you waited 'Cause I know it's complicated Keeping up with me Oh no-it's almost that time again For me to go round and round In my head today I get so bored when I stay Oh it could have been a good thing Chorus I-I'm the bad bad one I know how hard you try for me But I'm immature I run away for fun I guess I'm not ready for a good love And I'I'm the bad bad one I'm the bad bad one I wouldn't blame you if you tried to hang me I keep you running around the same old tree I wouldn't be the same if I didn't get away With acting out for free oh no You seem to like it better when I'm mean And here comes the fight again About our cloudy fate Well it looks like rain I know it should have been a good thing Chorus I know you could be the one I I could let you give me good love Chorus I'm just not read- I'm just not ready for a good love

Prr, prr, prr Yeah, втора чаша, втори blunt Yeah, fake faces навън, взи'ам кеша, gotta run, uh Yeah, звучи кат' bad idea, eh Имаш си чиния, вече ня'а к'во да крия, eh Yeah, питам са какви са тия И ръцете си оста'ат мръсни и да ги измия, eh Yeah, пак на харабия Душата си оста'а тъжна и да се изсмея Малко проблеми, големи масури Забъркани в схеми, от малки големи Те са ми слаби, като анорекси Няма анекси, няма депресии Всички са свежи като парите дето сме взели Дебели лели, отивам във мола купувам Fuck на патрула, влизам нахлувам Аз съм акула, напреде плувам, uh-yeah-whoa-uh И не се преструвам, не се надувам, не, не, uh-yeah Мисля на лист, смесени пести От микрофони хвърчат парите Бият гърдите, нямат покритие Аз знам кого съм и знам си мечтите Yeah, втора чаша, втори blunt Yeah, fake faces навън, взи'ам кеша, gotta run, uh Yeah, звучи кат' bad idea, eh Имаш си чиния, вече ня'а к'во да крия, eh Yeah, питам са какви са тия И ръцете си оста'ат мръсни и да ги измия, eh Yeah, пак на харабия Душата си оста'а тъжна и да се изсмея Ехо добре, ко ми говориш, ко ми са прайш? Кот' и да ка'еш ти не ма знайш Края начало, началото слабо После го дръж, хвани го здраво Fake best, hi, no stress, big checks On the list, work hard, ain't no rest Ей за т'ва ние сме the best Hey, виж ма ся, виж ма ся Не ги ща тез неща, не ги ща тез места Yeah, хора със по две лица Искаш ся ма закъсня, вече съм далече, да Yeah, втора чаша, втори blunt Yeah, fake faces навън, взи'ам кеша, gotta run, uh Yeah, звучи кат' bad idea, eh Имаш си чиния, вече ня'а к'во да крия, eh Yeah, питам са какви са тия И ръцете си оста'ат мръсни и да ги измия, eh Yeah, пак на харабия Душата си оста'а тъжна и да се изсмея

You think you know all about me 'Cause you spent the night, ha, Yeah right, not quite You think you're the one to tame me I'm your mothers worse nightmere An out of control freak Just wait and see I'm bad for you, I'll hurt your pride I'll put a whole in your heart ten foot wide I make you feel like you wanna die Even I'd run from me if I could I'm bad for you And that's good I'm a killer with a conscience So I'm warning you watch what you do Think before you try my patience I'm an emotional time bomb A virtual melt down Yes it's true I'm bad for you i'll hurt your pride I'll put a whole in your heart ten foot wide I make you feel like you wanna die Even I'd run from me if I could I'm bad for you, I'm bad for you And that's good You know I got a good side too And I could do some good for you But i'm bad for you I'll skin your hide What your left with you wont recognise If you run away now you'd be wise Even I'd run from me if I could I'm Bad for you I'll hurt your pride I'll put a whole in your heart ten foot wide I make you feel like you wanna die Even I'd run from me if I could Im bad for you, I'm bad for you, I'm bad for you, I'm bad for you And thats good

You can ride all day long Another Myke Diesel production (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I'm back, my music tracks about to sell another mil' My pants stay saggin' from them hundred dollar bills These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Before I came I just say the streets wouldn't feel The - that I'm spittin', the - that's real But now I'm like Melo, I'm the king of the hill American dream, I'm livin' that for real Eleven cars later - tell me how you feel Took the diamonds off my teeth And put 'em on my Phantom grill (smile, ha ha) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I used to get dissed by the chicks in the club Now they want to rub my belly, wanna show your boy some love They see me iced up, they be like, "What's up?" Try to jack me if you wanna, I'ma leave you - up Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz I used to have homies, now I'm like, "- friends" 'Cause even back then all they did was pretend Now I got my own label Ice Age and I'm boss I'm the mayor of this town with the key to that vault All my cars black on black except the one with thick gloss Got another white on white I call that - rick Rick Ross (Ross) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone (hahahahahaha) Chasing a man you can't see (you can't see me, baby) So just walk away, and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain American Dream, album and movie on the way, baby

(Rhythm is both the song's manacle and it's demonic charge. It is the original breath, it is the whisper of unremitting demand. "What do you still want of me?", says the singer. "What do you think you can still draw from my lips?" Exact presence that no fantasy can represent. Purveyor of the oldest secret, alive with the blood that boils again, and is pulsing where the rhythm is torn apart. How your singer's blood is incensed at the depth of sound. Lacerations echo in the mouth's open erotic sky where dance together the lost frenzies of rhythm and an imploring immobility. Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Grace Jones. Jones the Rhythm.) Slave! Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm Axe to wood in ancient times Man machine, production line The fire burns, with heartbeats strong Sing out loud, the chain gang song Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm, The rhythm... master... master... Never stop the action, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up. Slave to the rhythm, work to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm. Slave to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm, Slave to the rhythm, work... to the rhythm, To the rhythm, work to the rhythm, to the rhythm. Slave, slave, To the rhythm, to the rhythm, to the rhythm. (Grace) Oh that's weird... (Grace Jones, welcome) Thank you Paul. And if you're wondering what's wrong with my voice, I just choked on my saliva. So... (Now obviously you're in the Bond movie.)