She says, "Look, baby, I'm a rock star" Grabs my old guitar Playin' it upside down Dancin' 'round in front of our TV I can't see the ballgame So I just wave my lighter around and say "Yeah, rock on, baby I'd rather watch you anyway" "But when you're done, can I come backstage And get you to sign your name On that Zeppelin shirt of mine you're wearin?'" I'll never wash that thing again Yeah, and she's my kind of crazy Little games she plays Lord, they never get old She's too cute to get on my last nerve The way she throws her little fits Pokin' out her lip, bitin' mine when we kiss There ain't a fight that she can't win That's my baby and she's my kind of crazy You ought to see her in my pickup Oh, she's gotta have that radio up Bless her heart, she can't sit still Head in my lap, bare feet on the windshield Says, "Come on, baby, let me drive" Now honey, it's a stick shift Remember what you did last time Yeah, and she's my kind of crazy Little games she plays Lord, they never get old She's too cute to get on my last nerve The way she throws her little fits Pokin' out her lip, bitin' mine when we kiss There ain't a fight that she can't win That's my baby and she's my kind of crazy She never lets me rest, she keeps me up all night Known to roll me off the bed, steal the covers off my side But I hear her wake up, sleepy head And I open up my eyes and it's all worth the while Yeah, and she's my kind of crazy Little games she plays Lord, they never get old She's too cute to get on my last nerve The way she throws her little fits Pokin' out her lip, bitin' mine when we kiss There ain't a fight that she can't win That's my baby and she's my kind of crazy

Uh, shoot 'em all baby Just call it in one time for me real heavy Back in black, who's the mack Sittin' on the back of a Cadillac It's the D motherfucker better pass me the mic So I can rock on and drop the styles I write I like hip-hop, ya don't stop and all that I rock the freak styles And neat styles that are crazy phat, it's making me sick Punk get off my dick 'Cause I'm the same motherfucker That I ever was, same motherfucker But I can't pay attention 'Cause I'm on that dust My head's not swell kid I'm not gel Don't feed me soup just give me the funky loop I'll rock it to the best of my ability Runnin' mad styles and showin' flexibility 'Cause I'm the man that's on point when I jam a funky joint I want some other over there yo, I just don't care shit Pass the mic then I'm gonna' tear shit up Like a piece of paper Your girl caught the vapor When I ran the caper, I ain't rearranged So don't look strange, I'm the same motherfucker Ain't a damn thing changed 'Cause I'm the same motherfucker That I ever was, same motherfucker But I can't pay attention 'Cause I'm on that dust 'Cause I'm hard like stone don't play me soft And I rock rhymes frequently I drop it off and I'm off in space, I remember your face But don't remember your name 'Cause it's all the same as it ever was That's what it is money grip don't trip Or I'm gonna' bust that lip 'Cause I'm the same motherfucker That I ever was, same motherfucker But I can't pay attention 'Cause I'm on that dust Bustin', flippin', skippin', just like a stone on a river Ya know I'm gonna' give her whole lotta' flavor Criminal behavior used to be how I made it But that shits over rated Now I rock rhymes over funky beats I fuck fine hookers between satin sheets They say money changes people but I won't 'Cause I'm the same motherfucker that I ever was 'Cause I'm the same motherfucker That I ever was, same motherfucker But I can't pay attention 'Cause I'm on that dust And ya don't quit 'cause I'm on that dust Soul Assassins are on that dust (Ha, ha) My man J. Disco is on that dust Cypress Hill is on that dust Funk Doobiest is on that dust

Hitmaka If you didn't notice, I don't like to share Without it, you know this I still need you there Oh, I try, oh, I try, to keep you by my side Picture perfect from afar, I want you Got a crazy kind of love for you Yeah, baby Choose you over my family, it ain't even fair What am I to do when my heart needs you there? Oh, I try, oh, I try to keep you by my side Mama told me, "Baby, don't be no fool" Got a crazy kind of love Got a crazy kind of love Got a crazy kind of love for you I do, do I don't know if you can see what I see in you, baby But I try to make you understand that I'm crazy for you Oh, I try, oh, I try (oh, I try baby) to keep you by my side (by my side) Mama told me, "Baby, don't be no fool" Got a crazy kind of love Got a crazy kind of love Got a crazy kind of love for you Oh, you Oh, you

I remember that summer I was ten years old When our days ceased to shine No, you could not take a breath When those black blizzards came Strippin' land in dire need of rain There was dirt on the floor As mama swept all day long Leavin' trails of tears and mud down her face There was dirt in our beds And there was dirt in our clothes And there was dirt in the little that we ate We had heard about the market's fall A couple years before But the fields and the harvest all seemed fine Sometimes the things that kill us That which we don't know That strip the land of everything but pride Stay close together That's all we knew to get by I recall a helpless feelin' First time that I saw my father cry Looking back on everything we had, on everything we lost Still makes me wonder was staying worth the cost? But the town folk up and left They boarded up the schools and banks and the churches And that, to me, was wrong Come next year, it would be better For the last one standing tall For the ones, that showed the most resolved. They announced the New Deal With the Conservation Act and then the Relief Fund But we were on our knees There was little hope by then So we just stood there in that line And we thanked the man for that little bit of cheese Stay close together That's all we knew to get by How I recall a helpless feelin' The first time that I saw my father cry Looking back on everything we had, on everything we lost Still makes me wonder was stayin' worth the cost?

He wakes with the chickens and the Waco sun He's got mouths to feed and cattle to run Same as his daddy and his daddy done It's all he's ever known In this modern world movin' break-neck fast He's a dyin' breed, a thing of the past He'll be damned if he don't hit back If you stand in his way When there's nothin' more to say So here's to the lifers The struggle-and-strifers Workin' long after the day is done Here's to the broke-backs The cowboys in old hats The last of the Great Generation It seems they still dream She's a renaissance girl with a fire in her soul She's got a pocket full of nothin', nobody tells her "no" She flew into town twenty years ago With a guitar and a song She's been playin' them rooms but she ain't got far Been livin' off tips in them Broadway bars She's a troubadour queen but time left its mark The scene's passed her by In a world that's passed her by So here's to the lifers The struggle-and-strifers Workin' long after the day is done Here's to the broke-backs The cowboys in old hats The last of the Great Generation It seems they still dream No, they don't give up and they don't give in When things don't go their way Yeah we're gettin' knocked down, yeah we're gettin' back up Live to die another day So here's to the lifers The struggle-and-strifers Workin' long after the day is done Here's to the broke-backs The cowboys in old hats The last of the Great Generation It seems they still dream

I've see the sun for the first time In a week or so I wipe the sleep from my eyes I've got nowhere to go A cup of coffee in my hand I've got me a smoke There nothin doin I just wanna be alone The right end of the sun rise It sure looks nice To see a new day taking shape Not startin with no night Well I'll been rollin long on a thin Dime And I'm happy to be home Please forgive me I just want to be alone Well I'm gonna finish this pot of coffee And I'm gonna put me another on Well I might grab my thread-bare Martin And pick me out a song I know I'll sit right here I'll smoke one more And just enjoy the dawn I'm not angry I just want to be alone Spend my lifetime runnin around It suits me fine Shakin hands and one night stands That's what gets me by But the days gettin short and the songs gettin long It's time to go No I'm not angry I just want to be alone Well I'm gonna finish this pot of coffee And I'm gonna put me another on Well I might grab my thread-bare Martin And pick me out a song I know I'll sit right here I'll smoke one more And just enjoy the dawn I'm not angry I just want to be alone Please forgive me I just want to be alone It's nothin doin I just want to be alone

Strong liquor and an empty glass And three weeks that kicked my ass This runnin' ragged sure is hell on me I'm nine miles a minute, and I'm head-long in it And she knows she's in up to her knees And she's patient when she's had enough That's how she shows me love And she gives me more than she gets from me Sometimes the whole thing gets me down It takes more than love to turn around And I have mercy when I need it That's one thing I'll always need And she knows it And Lord, shе shows it And she gives me еvery reason to believe I have mercy when I need it And that's one thing I always need And she knows it And Lord, she shows it She gives me every reason to believe And she knows it And Lord, she shows it And she gives me every reason to believe Strong liquor and an empty glass Three weeks that kicked my ass This runnin' ragged sure is hell on me

I've never been the kind to just turn and run Never lost a battle with a loaded gun Never been confused about who I am Or what I think it takes for me to be a man But lately it's been hell just trying to get by Livin' like I'm livin' on a borrowed dime Watchin' my friends as they're all having fun Whiskey won't you help me make it through this one Cause I don't mind I'll sit here and keep on grinnin', drowned my head and keep on livin', I don't mind Guess I'll drink another bottle and drown another sorrow I don't mind I can't wait another minute, won't you help me to forget it again Well tonight's been slower than it's ever been Staring at the clock at closing time again The bartender tells me it's time to go Got a bottle of the venom waiting back at home Come tomorrow I'll probably buy some more Black Label Even Williams from the liquor store Back to the bar until my drinkins done Whiskey won't you help me make it through this one Cause I don't mind I'll sit here and keep on grinnin', drowned my head and keep on livin', I don't mind Guess I'll drink another bottle and drown another sorrow I don't mind I can't wait another minute, won't you help me to forget it again Cause I don't mind I'll sit here and keep on grinnin', drowned my head and keep on livin', I don't mind Guess I'll drink another bottle and drown another sorrow I don't mind I can't wait another minute, won't you help me to forget it again