…bad day, its not fun at all, but so you play, you go to work its your daycare, the people come form the land, thay talk what they want. Its not the same life nomore, you all have your own goal, you have made them sick, victimes who you beated, at their own homes, you have going on, your criminal work.…

…Hey you, your moves are real smooth You've got style and you think you're cool Hey you, your world revolves around you But can't you see you're only singing my tunes Hey you, you laugh at my jokes But you can't even…

…, they are your workmates. You try to make homocides all the time, 'you life is like in the army, all the time some violance and fight, you look for a new crimes, you must have been suspended, of your workcrimes. You…

…now we would be Standing on the porch together Holding on to love Who felt so strong I know it's not gone So if you lo-o-o-ve me Hey baby, take me by the fire And just say those words again And I'd do it like back…

…my garden, my underwear was stolen And you keep following me the other side of street I see your shadow every day It isn't the right way I understand how much affection we are mean But you, you got curious in the wrong…

…it. You really like your loving friends, they are good for you, but you do what you want, ' its in your own moods, we never seen like this, its not interesting, you love you lifestyle, its like from the states, we have seen the films.…

…guys, life, you beat your own women, all of them, you really do it again, i never seen such a crazy life. All the women can some some problems, you decide who gets what, and how deep are the wooms, they already have some…

…. You look so childess, you like your new rooms, 'you all have your new boyfriends, they are raw, you like to be beated, all your life, with these toys, You are mom to their kids, they are no good, ' they beat women, ad…

…Part I I don't wanna hurt you, I don't wanna see you cry, I don't wanna hurt you once more I don't wanna leave now, I don't want no sight for sore eyes Gone sore of all the tears that we cryed Part II Hey, come here…