early daybreak moring smokin sitting tripping. hurtful thinking heart is cold and clock is ticking cold ass words cut me deep ounce of class can never drink it body like and hour glass eyes are like eternity deep inside they burn in me still I want to be your lover in yoir heart you keepin me my worst fears accumulate turn us into freinemys loving what we hate and what we hate can never be never have a chance to make it or get it out or go take it never could I make girl without your thuggin love back and blow big bud nwvr get a chance to blow up with a million songs never get a chance to get my paper stack that long