Lyrics:
Ed, Ed, ED
Hey, man, what's up with you
What's going on
What's wrong with you
Why can't you be normal
You're no different from everybody else so just
The Phantom, exterior like fish eggs
The interior like suicide-wrist red
I can exercise you, this can be your Phys. Ed
Cheat on your man ma, that's how you
tryna tell you what to do
But try to play it cool
Baby, I ain't playing by your rules
Everything look better with a view
Why you always in a mood?
we're wasting time
Not so bored that we can't find a better way
My friends, my kind
No one's gettin' left behind
If they did, it'd be a crime
That's
Delilah, that's the reason why
Betsy don't allow me foolin' around with you
Well, you're so tantalizing, you just can't be true
Beautiful Delilah,
it'd all be grey
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I
Got out
It's because I want attention when I'm ridin' by
And the girls be on my jock cos my system's fly
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
(Cars ride
ahead
But I'll still be deep in debt the day that I fall dead
That's why I say
Lord, a working man can't get nowhere today
A working man can't get
can't take this torture no more, I can't
I can't watch this
Pay the bills, station break
Break it down!
Operators are standing by-cubic zirconium
partner but its all good
And just in case you want to find me
King George with the tech 9 standing right behind me
Silkk and Ed in the Benz as the decoy
Delilah, that's the reason why
Betsy don't allow me foolin' around with you
Well, you're so tantalizing, you just can't be true
Beautiful Delilah,
and bye"
And that's why I waited
So doggone long, yeah
Can't you see how happy I am?
Because the man is coming home
So now, here I be
By
you by tonight
Just a little push, and you'll be smilin'
So you decide to take a holiday
You got your tape deck and your brand new Chevrolet
Ah,
be a dumb motherfucka
Because it's crazy after dark
Where the true thug niggas see your heart
Niggas can't see me
Yo, check this out, stay off
go by like flying bricks
Leave gaping holes too deep to fix
I'd just stay home if I were smart
It's open season on my heart
I can't blame anyone
constantly
That's what Kanye West keeps telling me, here's why
(Because I'm tacky)
Wear my Ed Hardy shirt with fluorescent orange pants
(Because I'm tacky)
Old rockin' chair's got me, my cane by my side
Fetch me that gin, son, 'fore I tan your hide
Can't get from this cabin, goin' nowhere
Just set me
it'd all be grey
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I
Got out
fucking dizzy
There ain't no originality and man it's a pity
Play my shit, I be giving you bars and attitude
Play your shit, all I hear is a coward trying
Phoney jewels, or rock star phone
I'm waiting for a friend to call, or the rain to fall
Life goes by
Who knows why
[Chorus]
I can't wait for
booty by booty by booty by booty by hay!
Wasn't it you who left me alone
Wasn't it you who called me on the phone
Wasn't it you who wrecked my home
gotta be bold
The wall that you're building is crumbling, oh
Why don't we break it down
Why don't we break it down, pretty baby
It's gonna, it's
be happy; try
'Cause this is a battle, and it's your final last call
It was a trial; you made a mistake, we know (Can't you see you hurt me so?)
Why
talk
When I walk by, I start to cry-y-y
(Sing it to me baby)
'Cause you're a beautiful player
You're a beautiful player, baby
Ooh ooh oh oh, oh oh, baby
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