Texty:
Faster Faster And Always

na Now your photos don't have a picture frame And I never say your name, and I never will And all your things, well, I threw them in the trash And I

and pick a fight I've always been the kind to get along I throw parties all the time And there always on my dime We drank and dance and smoke until the

life of leisure every night and day And you're livin' proof that crime does pay Your life is dangerous and reckless You eat fly guys and girls for breakfast

I use my pad and pen and my lyrics break out mad I try to write about fun and the good times But the pen yanks away and explodes and destroys the rhyme

highly respected And now their ears are infected with dollar signs I've collected Jealous punks, I said it Personal Take a personal Take it personal, punk, I'm talkin' to you And

. Always sad I never cuddle in bed. I only cuddle your neck while you're giving me head. And that's all. And I told you we can fly and the ball. But I

I'm like come up off of that And every night her body gets jacked That gangsta, gang-gangsta That gangsta, gang-gangsta Gangsta, gang-gangsta That gangsta love She always

, hold on, I always wanted it this way (I never wanted it this way) Hold on, hold on, I always wanted it this way (We didn't ask for it this way) I always

them hood rats And I just blame everything on you At least you know that's what I'm good at And I always find, yeah, I always find, yeah, I always find