(Wanna give it up Gotta give it up Can't give it up) Oh mama oh oh The money's run out And I'm a hungry man Oh mama oooo You see I-I'm a hurtin' man I was just a boy When they told me "God love ya" "You're insane" Here I am Pistol in my hand Judge and jury One the same I got Trouble with the sweet stuff oh yeah I got Trouble with the sweet stuff oh yeah And I'm never ever gonna shake it Shake it Trouble with the sweet stuff Trouble with the sweet stuff Bang bang They shot me down Caught me Robbing the bank again Say I'm crazy I'm a desperate man Nah right (c'mon) Daddy's in the junk shop Alley babe Tryin' to some that stuff I said I can't believe it (ooh give it up) Trouble with the sweet stuff oh yeah I got Trouble with the sweet stuff And I'm never Ever gonna shake it Shake it Don't wanna give it up Don't wanna give it up Yeah Shake it Gotta give it up Don't wanna give it up Don't wanna give it up Trouble with the sweet stuff oh yeah Mommy's in the graveyard Pushed her oh so long Baby ain't cryin' Cradles cold, long gone And me mama, mama Yes when the situation Breaks down You've got trouble trouble Bang bang They shot me down Caught me robbin d' bank again (Are you crazy) Baby oh yeah I'm a desperate man Daddy, in the junk shop Alley babe Tryin' to smoke that stuff And me Never gonna shake it Baby yeah (Ooh give it up) Trouble with the sweet stuff oh yeah I got Trouble with the sweet stuff oh yeah Trouble with the sweet stuff Baby And I'm never Never, never, never, ever Gonna shake it I want (Don't wanna give it up) Trouble with the sweet stuff yeah Believe me babe (Shake it Can't give it up Come on and shake it) Yeah (Daddy's in the junk shop alley babe Tryin' to smoke that stuff oh yeah) Yeah, gonna shake it (Can't give it up Can't give it up) Do you feel pain The same way I feel pain babe (Give it up) Breathe the same air I gotta give it up (Wanna give it up Can't give it up Gotta give it up) Give it up Give it up

It's just one of those days When you don't wanna wake up Everything is fucked, Everybody sucks You don't really know why But you don't wanna justify ripping someone's head off No human contact, and if you interact, your life is on a contract Your best bet is to stay away motherfucker It's just one of those days It's all about the he says, she says, bullshit, oh Think you better quit letting shit slip Or you'll be leaving with a fat lip It's all about the he says, she says, bullshit, oh Think you better quit talking that shit Punk, so come and get it Sometimes when I get out of bed and I feel like I go straight underwater And I'm swimming, and I'm at the bottom of the ocean And I'm looking up, and it's just black, and I'm thinking how will I get air? I'm tryna breathe but I don't know how It's just one of those days Where you lie flat on the ground Tryin' to scream but don't make a sound Weeks moving so quick, suddenly it's Christmas No human contact, 'cause if you interact, your life is on a contract Your best bet is to stay away motherfucker It's just one of those days It's all about the he says, she says, bullshit, oh Think you better quit letting shit slip Or you'll be leaving with a fat lip It's all about the he says, she says, bullshit, oh Think you better quit talking that shit Punk, so come and get it You restart your mind to live, but you can't control it It's like a wild animal, and it, it runs, and it bites, and it, it eats, and it shits and And you're just kinda sitting there watching It's just one of those days One of those days It's just one of those years God-damn I wanna feel changed It's just one of those