Texty: Anastacia. Not That Kind. Yo Trippin'.

Whoa, heya

All this time, this life is
A rhythm without a rhyme
'Cause it makes me feel, uh
I'm like a train without a wheel, whoa

You got me down, so low
I gotta be tough, won't touch the ground, ah
But I'm alright
I won't give up without a fight

If you don't want to realize
That I would never compromise my
Integrity or my right to be free
There's nothing left for me to say

'Cause
Yo trippin'
There ain't nothing wrong
With the way I sing my song

Yo trippin'
Why you make me feel
Like my feelings ain't so real

Yo trippin'
There ain't nothing wrong
With the way I sing my song

Hey, whoa
Yo trippin'
Why you feel?
(Why you feel?, why you feel?)
That to be cruel is to be real, yeah

Honesty
(Honesty, yeah, honesty)
Is how I live
But you refuse to see that
You'll never win the game of life

Ask why you live in sin?
From telling all those lies can't live in peace
Your heart won't let me free
There's nothing left for me to say, yeah

Yo trippin'
There ain't nothing wrong
With the way I sing my song

Yo trippin'
Why you make me feel
Like my feelings ain't so real?

Yo trippin'
There ain't nothing wrong
With the way I sing my song, whoa

Yo trippin'
Yeha
Why you always trippin' on me?

Yo trippin'
There ain't nothing wrong
With the way I sing my song

Yo trippin'
Why you make me feel
Like my feelings ain't so real?

Yo trippin'
There ain't nothing wrong
With the way I sing my song
Baby why you always trippin' baby?

Yo trippin'
There ain't nothing wrong
With the way I sing my song

Yo trippin'
Why you make me feel
Like my feelings ain't so real?

Yo trippin'
There ain't nothing wrong
With the way I sing my song

Whoa
Yo trippin'