Early blue, I see you trough my window Becoming lighter as the sun gets brighter and then that goes away I wanna close my eyes and pretend it's nice and quiet So peacefull But the rising sun starts a day a run wherever it may go Gooo run away Gooo run away Gooo run away From my window In the mornings light I try to hide from people But it's never right I see my friends at night and it works out fine. Gooo run away Gooo run away Goo run away from my window - Solo with an awesome instrument - When I know it will happen soon early blue come to my room next morning And I'll try to go to sleep but it won't work, I'll have to see my friends Where they go What they know And I run away And I run away Don't wanna see early blue day.

Hot damn another shot up in the air again I'll probably never care again 'Bout anything I'm arrogant Ooh, I'm messed up Head's spinnin' like a hurricane (Like a hurricane) I'm messed up off that alcohol and Mary Jane (and Mary Jane) That white boy B-Brown b-brown boots That that white boy B-brown b-brown boots That white boy B-brown b-brown boots Piece of piece of white trash Piece of piece of white trash I'm tatted up, bearded down They say I look like a lumberjack My skill level is a two if you reduce a number back I am out of green so I'ma go and get another sack I possess a set of skills it seems a lot of others lack I come from a part where the park ain't Pretty and the ground don't grow no roses My park got prostitutes and drug use and a lot of people overdosin' Don't leave your car unlocked 'cause Your car might end up gettin' stolen Nine times outta ten when we get Pulled over everybody in the truck is holdin' America baby, every kid here is a Bubba or Shady Growin' up poor in the park is what made me And Momma she tries she's a hell of a lady And you better not talk to her The wrong way or I'ma end up stompin' yer Whole face I can bury a whole bod for her In this case I'ma make it to the top for her Hot damn another shot up in the air again I'll probably never care again 'Bout anything I'm arrogant Ooh, I'm messed up Head's spinnin' like a hurricane (Like a hurricane) I'm messed up off that alcohol and Mary Jane (and Mary Jane) That white boy B-Brown b-brown boots That that white boy B-brown b-brown boots That white boy B-brown b-brown boots Piece of piece of white trash Piece of piece of white trash Seems like ya boy Mike Bama's startin' to piss some people off lately (Mmm) Same dudes I used to kick it with, now tell they're friends they hate me (What?) They're spreadin' lies, tellin' all their fans Mike Bama's shady (Okay) But that's okay, if you think I'm stayin' quiet, you must be crazy! Still murder on the track, so I'm still yo main selection (Yeah) "Still dreamin'" hit the stores, and dropped in everyone's collection (You know) Still out here on the grind, so I'm making these connections FJ Outlaw and Mike Bama, that's a musical erection Got a little bit of buzz, so I'm feeling cocky Step in the ring, like call me Rocky (Yeah) I'm gonna be the champ, you could never stop me Flow so cold, like I'm playin' hockey (Skrrt) Little MGK, little bit of Kid Rock, little Kevin Gates, little bit of 2Pac Mix it together and what do you got? A bad little cracker that's bound to be hot! (Boom!) Hot damn another shot up in the air again I'll probably never care again 'Bout anything I'm arrogant Ooh, I'm messed up Head's spinnin' like a hurricane (Like a hurricane) I'm messed up off that alcohol and Mary Jane (and Mary Jane) That white boy B-Brown b-brown boots That that white boy B-brown b-brown boots That white boy B-brown b-brown boots Piece of piece of white trash Piece of piece of white trash (Hey) Growin' up I was different than you Cuz I was raised in the days I didn't have no father He dipped and seed and sit smoke weed and drink orange juice and vodka The people in my park are all engulfed in homicide and drama One person tried to raise me right It wasn't anybody but my fuckin momma I come from a part where the park ain't Pretty and the ground don't grow no roses My park got prostitutes and drug use and a lot of people overdosin' Don't leave your car unlocked 'cause Your car might end up gettin' stolen Nine times outta ten when we get Pulled over everybody in the truck is holdin' I'm so ignorant get drunk act stupid And belligerent I go to jail and the consider me as indigent The flows sic you can say it's magnificent Ehh Ayy, more guns than the Taliban, It's FJ Outlaw and the Bama man They ask me can I work the beat, I tell them yes I can The flows sick, next feature cost a 100 grand Hot damn another shot up in the air again I'll probably never care again 'Bout anything I'm arrogant Ooh, I'm messed up Head's spinnin' like a hurricane (Like a hurricane) I'm messed up off that alcohol and Mary Jane (and Mary Jane) That white boy B-Brown b-brown boots That that white boy B-brown b-brown boots That white boy B-brown b-brown boots Piece of piece of white trash Piece of piece of white trash

(Hello, no one is available to take your call Please leave a message after the tone) You can look me in my eyes and describe that I'm in pain I'm just hopin' when I die, they don't remember me in vain I ain't got too much to lose, but I got everything to gain Yeah, I'm just prayin' people smile when somebody says my name And every second that I live, it seems to feel like it's a lifetime A lot of people battle mental illness, it ain't like mine I tried to talk about it, I don't feel that it's the right time My mood is always dark but I just wanna let the light shine As I'm sitting, staring at the pills on the shelf I wonder, should I really eat 'em, are they really gon' help? While everybody at the club and they're all feelin' their selves I'm in the dark, and I'm just contemplating killin' myself I feel so lonely even with a group of people around They always try to bring me up, but I just feel so down I always smile but inside, it's like a great big frown It's like I'm floatin' in the ocean while I'm waiting to drown Hello from the other side I must've called a thousand times To te-tell you I'm sorry for everything that I've done But when I call, you never seem to be home Hello from the other side Hello from the other side Yeah, ayy I feel a rage inside my body, I take shots to contain So once a month, I get injected 'cause it's keepin' me sane I wish I didn't have to take it 'cause I don't like pain But that's just what I gotta do 'cause something is wrong with my brain Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever really ever win this fight I wonder if I'm really evil or if I'm alright It's hard to sleep sometimes, I feel like I'll be up all night Sometimes I question if my future really can be bright I get so tired of depression, at times I start to question If everything I'm feeling puts a halt on my progression And everyday I'm stressin', I treat it like a lesson This is kinda like a song but kinda like a small confession How I feel everyday while I'm sitting with you Nobody knows it, but I never really know what to do It's like I'm living in a prison where the whole thing is blue I'm only saying this 'cause other people feel this too Hello from the other -ide I must've called a thousand times To te-tell you I'm sorry for everything that I've done