letter An unbuilt motor, deck without a joker Creeping gray memory I am incomplete Incomplete Incomplete Incomplete Tell Saint Peter not to bet on me, yeah I got a naked obsession A good intention gone bad
Hold your breath when you see me walking by I'm obsessed with movies, Barbed Wire, throw a stiletto in ya eye I confess, I'm like Jesse James in an Ames
Oh my God not you!" Yes I'm in the flesh like hollow heads through your vest No contest, M.E.-Eth Man's obsessed With sex, drugs and rock & roll New tecs
Going loco with the cake I put on my whole team Going loco with the cake [Verse 1 - Ace Hood] Now hold up, wait a minute let the bad boy in it I been
Funk is my mother, George is my father Obsessed with creating another author Now I remember back when everything was On the One (Nah, they couldn't get
is on his nuts Yo, kid stop frontin' on the ground before you get touched It's Canada Dry sess, obsessed with Allah's sun We want rye, we want it so bad
I don't like anyone but you Making sense, all downtown What's my problem, I don't wanna socialize Why don't they leave me alone Bad boys, jealous girls
I'm like a bat, in the night, when it's time to take flight Here I am, in the flesh, and yes I love sess I'm obsessed, by the sounds, the track posess
and stress Look a murderer in the face, comin' up with a wilder range You're blitzed 1, 2, 3 and to the 4, 4, the good, the bad and the ugly stickin'
retribution Yet the reasons are never clear Freedom is just man's invention And a soldier is just a slave Self inflicted, so addicted Bad habits are
and cry You're feelin' bad for yourself His memory will always dwell You're so obsessed with his love An' that's why push came to shove You're feelin' bad
I'm tellin' you this I feels bad, bad, bad and I'm looking for a kiss Well I'm looking for a real hot kiss, come on kiss me You think it's bad, but you
, I'm tellin you this I feels bad.... And I'm lookin for a kiss Well I been lookin for a real hot kiss... You think it's bad, but you know that it's
Well, I can't move her Obsessed with protection This is a bad idea She needs affection, what, me? Drive around town, forced to talk Pass that church
When I'm heated I suggest you move Just avoid a bad situation, what you got to prove? Leave her be, chicken squakin' hatin' frequently Mad they man is obsessed
play Don't you believe it No blues, no depression No more panic or obsession Don't you believe anything he said All them junkies talk that way It's just as bad
a longing for, an obsession much too strong Gratification of desire, an object requested for A sensual feeling, an extension of time, is it good or bad