This dumb jam didn't mean a thing. Ecstacy, rave is king. Fake diamonds shining on her finger. And I'm bad for you, for you. You stole my soul, or I gave it to you.
Doo doo doo, doo doo-doo doo.... . I'm packed and I'm holdin'. I'm smilin', she's livin', she's golden. She lives for me, says she lives for me. Ovation, her own motivation.
Doo doo doo, doo doo-doo doo.... . I'm packed and I'm holdin'. I'm smilin', she's livin', she's golden. She lives for me, says she lives for me. Ovation, her own motivation.
Ms. Jones taught me English. But I think I just shot her son. 'Cause he owed me money. With a bullet in the chest you cannot run. . Now he's bleeding in a vacant lot.