Bambi Bambi Girl broke my heart to the core yeah I do not care anymore yeah Bambi don't love me no more Bury my pain just to even the score yeah Girl broke my heart to the core yeah I do not care anymore yeah Bambi don't love me no more Bury my pain just to even the score The pain hurts But I don't care Spent too long In my own head And I set it off In the night time Drink real late Til the sun rise And it's dark out When the sun shine And my dull eyes Look for plus signs Cuz it's Doomsday yeah on my mood ring yeah Doomsday color on my mood ring yeah And I'm lost Don't find me Yeah demons in the night I wake up fighting Yeah the reason I don't sleep without some lighting And the reason I don't sleep is cuz I'm writing All about you All about you I been questioning am I about you Know a couple groupies that would wanna bow to But they not you And without you Girl broke my heart to the core yeah I do not care anymore yeah Bambi don't love me no more Bury my pain just to even the score yeah Girl broke my heart to the core yeah I do not care anymore yeah Bambi don't love me no more Bury my pain just to even the score And I'm numb But so are you And you won't love Til you look at you And I gave time But the times up Ima wise up Find a rider And they'll be a day You'll come around Wanna settle down I won't be around Then it's doomsday color on your mood ring yeah Doomsday color on your mood ring yeah And I'm found Don't hide me Yeah I'll visit you in dreams when you've been crying And I'll be with you when you can't see the lighting And I'll pray for you when you and him are fighting But I don't want Any fake love Or a make up Okay love This a goodbye I'm without you I'm without you I'm without you Yeah Girl broke my heart to the core yeah I do not care anymore yeah Bambi don't love me no more Bury my pain just to even the score yeah Girl broke my heart to the core yeah I do not care anymore yeah Bambi don't love me no more Bury my pain just to even the score Bambi Bambi

Emerson Lake And Palmer E L Powell The Score What's your game Alright you've got it Take your aim Alright you shot it It's been so long your welcome back my friends To the show that never ends Do you know the score Alright I hear you I would make a play for sure If I could only get near you It's been so long your welcome back my friends To the show that never ends What's your name I can't forget it I've been there and back again And I will never regret it It's been so long your welcome back my friends To the show that never ends

Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah) Big Glock, Key Rex, might cop a T-rex (yeah) Chopper sing, Keith Sweat, banana clip, eat that Ran through a check like a nigga at recess (ayy, Sledgren, this shit slap) I can see them lil' niggas hatin', yeah, I peep that (yeah, yeah) Nickname Glock and you know that I keep that (Glizock) Fuck the bitch good, yeah, I know that she a beat back (uh) South Memphis nigga, yeah, you know where I be at (yeah, yeah) I be gettin' money and it ain't hard to see that (uh-uh) Motherfuck your feedback, nigga, you can keep that I'll leave a bitch before my strap, I mean that Ridin' in a yellow thing, flyin' like a dingbat Bitch got a purse full of Percs, that's a beanbag I was 14, already in the deep end (yeah) 15 years old when I first robbed the weed man (yeah, yeah) Turned 16, Glock 17 extended (yeah) 18, 19, made my first million (yeah, yeah) 20 years old in a fuckin' McLaren (skrrt, skrrt) You know I'm eatin' good, bitch, my wrist full of carats (yeah) Remember them days I was trappin' them baggies Now, look, I'm really, I'm havin' (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm havin' this shit (yeah) My money good, got the baddest lil' bitches (uh) Yeah, my money long and them facts, no fiction Money talkin' right now, shut up and listen My diamonds hittin' like Sonny Liston (ice) I fucked around, put some stones in my dentals (ice) These niggas broke and I think they should fix it (yeah) I got the drop on the opps, we gon' blitz 'em (yeah, yeah) I'm high as fuck, pourin' Wock' out a pitcher (yeah, yeah) 5.56s sound like a missile (yeah, yeah) Lied to this bitch, I just told her, "I miss you" (yeah) I ain't blowin' no kisses, just money and pistols Fuck these hoes, money on my mental (yeah) Lame-ass niggas hatin', got me tickled, yeah Big Glock, Key Rex, might cop a T-rex (yeah, yeah) Chopper sing, Keith Sweat, banana clip, eat that (fire) Ran through a check like a nigga at recess (yeah, yeah) I can see them lil' niggas hatin', yeah, I peep that (yeah) Nickname Glock and you know that I keep that (heah) Fuck the bitch good, yeah, you know she a beat back (yeah) South Memphis nigga, yeah, you know where I be at (yeah) I be gettin' money and it ain't hard to see that (yeah) I ran through a check like a nigga at recess I can see them lil' niggas hatin', yeah, I peep that (yeah, yeah) Nickname Glock and you know that I keep that (bah) Fuck the bitch good, yeah, you know she a beat back South Memphis nigga, yeah, you know where I be at I be gettin' money and it ain't hard to see that Motherfuck your feedback, nigga, you can keep that I'll leave my bitch before my strap, I mean that I'm ridin' in a yellow thing, flyin' like a dingbat (skrrt, skrrt) Bitch got a purse full of Percs, it's a beanbag Fat got the gat, he gon' splat, that's my wingman (fat) I'll pass a bitch before my blunt, I'm a team man (yeah) Young nigga rich as fuck, still be schemin' (yeah) Young nigga cold, ask your ho, I'm a penguin I been told you hoes, I'm a motherfuckin' penguin (cold) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah