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Written by Thom Bell, Leroy Bell and Casey James
Catch a star if you can
Wish for something special
Let it be me, my love is free
Sing a song
Never fake it, 'cause I be down with the King
He's running everything (So I sing), like the family
When you feel the pressure (Goin' on) and you
Never fake it, 'cause I be down with the King
He's running everything (So I sing), like the family
When you feel the pressure (Goin' on) and you
'm stuck in a maze,
I can only find my way out by subtraction, murder is my reaction,
Look in the basement and you can see what I mean,
People are ripped
Jemima
And if you is a rider, we'll go shoppin' like mañana
Her attitude Rihanna, she get it from her mama
She jiggy like Madonna, but she trippy like
called the circle of fuzz

the next big step
Is the stand up and stretch
This is the one that I love the best
You get real long from head to tail
Stick up
to the sky)

So you wanna know why
Praise the Lord everyday, that's how I get high
I, uh, just get by
Can't do me nothin' 'cuz God is on my side

All praises
Jemima
And if you is a rider, we'll go shoppin' like mañana
Her attitude Rihanna, she get it from her mama
She jiggy like Madonna, but she trippy like
a few simple words like I love you, I need you
Live and you die in the blink of an eye
Still I can't make you dance
Dance to the noise
Lucy can't
Some say You're a lunatic
Some say You're not the One
Can't help but disagree with it
I believe You're God's own Son
I'm sure as a man can be
shit is loud, my ears is ringing
My paint job is wet
My chrome is gleaming
I feel like a vet ballin' on these rookies
An old-school bully, you must
Jemima
And if you is a rider, we'll go shoppin' like mañana
Her attitude Rihanna, she get it from her mama
She jiggy like Madonna, but she trippy like
Jemima
And if you is a rider, we'll go shoppin' like mañana
Her attitude Rihanna, she get it from her mama
She jiggy like Madonna, but she trippy like
Jemima
And if you is a rider, we'll go shoppin' like mañana
Her attitude Rihanna, she get it from her mama
She jiggy like Madonna, but she trippy like
motherfuckin questions it was time
somebody taught the stupid bitch a good lesson
I snuck in the house by the back door
it was like a scene from psycho
the bitch
illogical take your pick
But, baby, you are my lunatic

I guess I love you, even though I confess
You are the sixth or seventh such guess
At last, success

I
my balloon. hey!

Nag my conscience, inferior conscience
Like i'm a lunatic waiting to scream
Henpecked by heroes with kingdoms of none
We're
you're the one,
Like a game of pick up sticks played by fucking lunatics.

Show me Love, Show me Love, Show me Love, Show me Love,
Show me Love, Till you
The crazy, maniac, yo lunatic
I circle like a shark when the fresh blood drips
Needles to the pen now you're in
I eat em then I feed em chop chop rippin sheets
through my tent

Oh, yay, my love is so inscrutable
In a stoic sort of way
But, by baby, it's as beautiful
As a tourniquet

I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna,
thing he losing is his pension, ain’t that ‘bout a bitch
If I see that ho I got a slug for him
I wanna kill him slow like I ain't got no love for him
I
know what the game is
Them fuckers cheat like an NBA ref
If you smoke one, they'll electrocute you to death

I got God on my intellect, Godzilla by
And Miss Mossburg love it in the back trunk 
You know that old school bitch she like to get it funked 
And spitting motherfuckers by the seems 
My grand
bitch ass nigga eater
And Miss Mossburg love it in the back trunk
You know that old school bitch she like to get it funked
And spitting motherfuckers
know that you'll soon go crazy just like a whittling stick
hit by the coming daylight cut up in a quick succession
a pointed confession really