Oh, you found a pocket? Oh, I've got a locket And if I could just show you this docket Then, we could go We could get a profit AP, AP, AP (CashMoneyAP) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah All my diamonds look like piss (yeah, yo) You want that, so I want this (yeah, yo) Call the paps and get a pic, I keep passin' on your bitch (yeah, yo) She want diamonds just like this All my diamonds look like piss (yeah, yo) All my diamonds look like piss All your boys, look like the Backstreets I just hit The Row, look like Mary-Kate and Ashley He don't like no bats, but he bussin' on my back piece Muscle in my clique, nigga, you ain't pushing past me (yeah, yeah) All I see is long lines, money love me long time All we got is face cards, you could put that on mine 'Fit look like shit, nigga, wouldn't put that online Bit how I dress, but you never got that co-sign All my diamonds look like piss (all my) You want that, so I want this (yeah, yo) Call the paps and get a pic, I keep passin' on your bitch (yeah, yo) She want diamonds just like this All my diamonds look like piss (yeah, yo) All my diamonds look like piss Yeah, you can't see me (yeah) Even through the management (management) You can't be me (be me) You won't reap the benefits (benefits) Body mannequin (yeah, ay) You know nothin' 'bout fashion, bitch (fashion, bitch) These shenanigans Front row next to Janet, sittin' cute Get the knee-high, get the boot You ain't me and I ain't you Gotta pee, I'm off the Goose (yeah) Gettin' cheese is all I do (yeah) All these females ride caboose Look like pee all on my jewels I'ma teach 'em all the rules Monkey see so monkey do All my diamonds look like piss (yeah, yo) You want that, so I want this (yeah, yo) Call the paps and get a pic, I keep passin' on your bitch (yeah, yo) She want diamonds just like this All my diamonds look like piss (yeah, yo) All my diamonds look like piss Don't nothing come to sleep on your dream So, as much as you sleep, and you get depressed, and you stand around, and Just mope around about that shit Cut that shit out, go after your dreams, you got this rap shit You got this acting shit, you got all this shit in the bag, man I believe in you, so, call me back, peace

My idea Well I see that we're coming to the end of the affair Well, I've one final favour to ask of you my dear Can we pretend that it was you on the receiving end? Tell our friends that it was my idea? I can't adjust to a life in this after-you Which one of us lives in this room? I'll take a bus to the clinic or the? The experts wonder what the fuck to do So if you hear someone calling at the bottom of the stairs Sing a song to me in a voice that I can hear Can we pretend that it was you on the receiving end?

In lovely New York, There's a spring in my step again Springs in my bed again, The kids kiss and the hydrant is on. In lovely New York, there's a call in the air again, I'll meet you on the fourth again, I'm stepping out on Spring street alone. And I'm still high, it's the constant kicks that keeps me stoned. It's not that I don't love her, I just can't go home. In lovely New York, there's a scream and it pushes me, Through subways and pharmacies, I've got that and I want ten more. In lovely New York, The steam from the ground is real, A scene from a ferris wheel, I'm going up 44 floors. And I'm still high, The constant kicks that keeps me gone. It's not that I don't love her, I just can't go home. I just can't go home... In lovely New York, I'm all hard and hound again, I kiss the ground again, it kissed me first and got it hurt. In lovely New York, the lamppost is on again, I'm hugging it as my best friend, I'm on the limb again, Familiar for mingle in, The sidewalk is closing in, It's constantly hammering, constantly hammering, What's that we believe in in, 'Cause I'm still high, it's the constant kicks that keep me stoned. It's not that I don't love her, I just can't go home... I just can't go home... I wanna go home... Just can't go... home.

Just look for sunshine To burn in full time To be filled with hatred For the time I've wasted And I'm so impatient For a new sensation God knows what I thought I'd do I bit my own sweet heart in two All my life I thought I needed all the things I didn't need at all My life I thought I wanted all the things I didn't want at all Just to hold my heart beat In a box by my feet To be filled with glory To speak a story Can you feel the thunder From the cloud I'm under God knows how will I get through I bit my own sweet heart and blew it All my life I thought I needed all the things I didn't need at all My life I thought I wanted all the things I didn't want at all My life I thought I needed all the things I didn't need at all All my life I thought I needed all the things I didn't need at all My life I thought I wanted all the things I didn't want at all My life I thought I needed all the things I didn't need at all My life I thought I wanted all the things I didn't want at all

Years ago my heart was set to live, oh And I've been trying hard against unblievable odds Gets so hard at times like now to hold on Guns they wait to be stuck by That my side is gone And there ain't noone going to turn me around There ain't no one going to turn me around People around you tell you that they know The places they've been to and it's easy to go They'll zip you up and dress you down and stand you in a room You know you don't have to You can just say no And they're ain't no one going to turn me around There ain't no one going to turn me around There ain't no one going to turn me around There ain't no one going to turn me around I've been built up and trusted Broke down and busted They'll get theirs and we'll get ours If you can just hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on Years ago my heart was set to live, oh And I've been trying hard against, against strong odds Gets so hard at times like now to hold on Gonna fall if I dont fight That my side is gone And there ain't no one going to turn me around There ain't no one going to turn me around Ain't noone going to turn me around There ain't noone going to turn me around