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Done feeding, I leaned back head rested on the couch's top

Must leave the house soon mean gone cause my pops he's hot

Grab my blue backpack, My walkman, grip my bicycle

Because I know my friends are waiting at the door

I'm feeling loose like you - Just fucking around and shit

Til that comes fifty-five I'm twenty-six

Let me go I give more

And you know I fold I

Come at me! Come! Come!

My activites don't cross but they create

You know I want to pick you up

But they don't want you to

Asking for it, like we got

Yes we cross but we create

You know I want to pick you up

But they don't want you - so f*ck'em

You let them screw you I thought they knew you

But when you turn your back I know they're gonna do

You had to prove me right and then we did

And that son of a b*tch he swerved almost hit two kids

I'm feeling heartless, I'm feeling hate

So when there's nothin but the real swing in her f*ckin

Rape! No! One! Me! no choice

Let me go I get bored

And you know I'm f*ckin flown!

Come on! Come! Come!

My activities don't cross but they create

You know I want to pick you up

But they don't want you to

Yeah we cross but we create

You know I want to pick you up

But they don't want you - Burn

Let me go I give more

And you know - ohh

So good we could and

We learned to cry and

Lift me up

Come on! Come!

My activities don't cross but they create

You know I want to pick you up

But they don't want you

Dis me court, like we got

Yeah we cross but we cried

You know I want to pick you up

But they don't want you - up!