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[Verse 1]
Hey, what’s that thing that you’re doing?
Hey, what’s that thing that you do?
No, you’re not that thing that you’re doing
For the things that you do are not who you are

[Pre-Chorus]
Why don’t you come over here?
Why don’t you come over here?
Why don’t you come over here?
Why don’t you come over

[Chorus 1]
Think of a friend (love)
And wish them love
Think of an enemy (more)
And wish them more

[Verse 2]
See, see the things that you’re doing
See, oh see the things that you do
See the things that you do are not who you are

[Pre-Chorus]
Why don’t you come over here?
Why don’t you come over here?
Why don’t you come over here?
Why don’t you come over

[Chorus 2]
Think of a friend (love)
And wish them love
Think of an enemy (more)
And wish them more
Think of amory(?) (love)
Like them, wish them all your love

[Bridge]
Then feel the love return
Feel the love infecting
Feel the love infinity
Then let it go

Let the love go
Oh, let the love go
Oh, let the love go
Oh, let the love go

Feel the love go
Feel the love go
Feel the love then go
Feel the love then go

Feel the love go (love go)
Feel the love go (the love go)
Feel the love go (go-o)
Feel the love go (love go)

Love go, yeah feel the love go
Yeah feel the love go, go
Yeah feel the love go, oh
Yeah feel the love go, go
Yeah feel the love go, go-o-o

[Instrumental Outro]

Well, baby love’s just one of those words that gets thrown around
Like Jack and Coke, sitting on the bar when it gets watered down
So I ain’t gonna say it, oh but I ain’t gonna lie
If you wanna know the truth how I feel about you tonight

If you were my last breath, I’d just wanna hold ya
If you were my last night of hell on wheels, I’d wanna drive you like I stole ya
If you were my last shot, last shot of whiskey
I’d press you to my lips, take a little sip
Swirl you around and around and around
Then I’d shoot you down

So baby let me look at you and see just what I got
If you were my cherry stem I’d tie you in a knot
And if I couldn’t hail you, oh baby I’d be gone
I’d be floating round high as the Colorado sky blowing smoke rings all night long

If you were my last breath, I’d just wanna hold ya
If you were my last night of hell on wheels, I’d wanna drive you like I stole ya
If you were my last shot, of whiskey
I’d press you to my lips, take a little sip
Swirl you around and around and around
Then I’d shoot you down

Last call, last chance, last dance I was ever gonna get to take

If you were my last breath, I’d just wanna hold ya
My last night of hell on wheels, wanna drive you like I stole ya
If you were my last shot, of whiskey
I’d press you to my lips, take a little sip
Swirl you around and around and around
Then I’d shoot you down
Then I’d shoot you down

Well, if you were my last breath
Well, I’d just wanna hold ya

Well, baby love’s just one of those words that gets thrown around
Like Jack and Coke, sitting on the bar when it gets watered down
So I ain’t gonna say it, oh but I ain’t gonna lie
If you wanna know the truth how I feel about you tonight

If you were my last breath, I’d just wanna hold ya
If you were my last night of hell on wheels, I’d wanna drive you like I stole ya
If you were my last shot, last shot of whiskey
I’d press you to my lips, take a little sip
Swirl you around and around and around
Then I’d shoot you down

So baby let me look at you and see just what I got
If you were my cherry stem I’d tie you in a knot
And if I couldn’t hail you, oh baby I’d be gone
I’d be floating round high as the Colorado sky blowing smoke rings all night long

If you were my last breath, I’d just wanna hold ya
If you were my last night of hell on wheels, I’d wanna drive you like I stole ya
If you were my last shot, of whiskey
I’d press you to my lips, take a little sip
Swirl you around and around and around
Then I’d shoot you down

Last call, last chance, last dance I was ever gonna get to take

If you were my last breath, I’d just wanna hold ya
My last night of hell on wheels, wanna drive you like I stole ya
If you were my last shot, of whiskey
I’d press you to my lips, take a little sip
Swirl you around and around and around
Then I’d shoot you down
Then I’d shoot you down

Well, if you were my last breath
Well, I’d just wanna hold ya

[Verse 1: Lauren Jauregui]
My heart beats a little faster
When our eyes meet in the middle of a crowded room
In knee deep testing waters
I’ve got a feeling, and I don’t know what to do with you

[Chorus: Lauren Jauregui]
You got me paralyzed, and I think I like it
Caught me by surprise, I’m not usually like this, no
Got me paralyzed, don’t think I can help it
Why’s it feel so right?

[Post-Chorus: Lauren Jauregui]
Let’s keep this going all night
Going all night
Going all night
Going all night

[Verse 2: Lauren Jauregui]
The crowd fades, tunnel vision
In a daze, and the only thing I feel is you
In perfect syncopation
Face to face, tell me do you feel it to you?

[Chorus: Lauren Jauregui]
You got me paralyzed, and I think I like it
Caught me by surprise, I’m not usually like this, no
Got me paralyzed, don’t think I can fight this
Why’s it feel so right?

[Post-Chorus: Lauren Jauregui]
Let’s keep this going all night
Going all night
Going all night
Going all night

[Bridge: Lauren Jauregui]
But maybe I should wait
Let it fall into place
‘Cause I keep going over
The things that could come from me feeling this way
And I don’t wanna play (I don’t wanna play)
This emotional game (this emotional game)
But when you pull me closer
I cannot deny that I want you to stay

[Post-Bridge: Lauren Jauregui]
Woah, yeah
You got me
You got me, got me paralyzed (woah)

[Chorus: Lauren Jauregui]
Got me paralyzed (got me paralyzed), and I think I like it (like it)
Caught me by surprise, I’m not usually like this, no
Got me paralyzed (yeah), don’t think I can fight this (woah)
Why’s it feel so right?
Let’s keep this going all night

[Verse 1: will.i.am]
Street livin’, caught in a trap
Guns or books, sell crack or rap
Be like kings or be like pawns
They called us coons, now they call us cons
Street niggas be packing pistols
Terrorists be blasting missles
Crips and bloods and retail thugs
CIA planes bring Columbian drugs
Don’t push me cause I’m close to hell
And compare to them, prison guards get payed well
Ten years no bail is 4 years at Yale
So, forget about the statue of General Lee
Because the status of blacks are generally
Are gonna end up in some penitentiary
Systematically, that’s how they made it to be
Listen, they derailed the soul train
And put a nightmare into every Martin Luther King
And private complexes are owned by the same
Slave masters that owned the slave trade game
And racists no longer have to be racist
Cause niggas kill more niggas than the KKK did
Now, every time I hear a new def jam
Niggas killing niggas like they Ku Klux Klan
I understand what’s a nigga to choose?
Be the killer or be the dead dude in the news
I get it, what’s a nigga to do?
No education in the hood, got a nigga confused

[Verse 2: Taboo]
Street livin’, tough conditions
Brainwashed by the television
We lost in the war we live in
Double cross love lost no religion
Street livin’, oh my gosh
Another brother got shot by the searg’
Another cop got off with no charge
If you black in the hood, you at large
You’re guilty until we prove you’re innocent
If you’re ivory, they treat you different
If you’re ebony, they assume you’re temperament
Well, be vigilant, and they call you militant
You’ll get shot, and they’ll say the incident
Is because you’re beligerent
What a coincidence?
If you ain’t dead, you can see imprisonment

[Verse 3: apl.de.ap]
It’s more niggas in the prisons than there ever slaves cotton picking
There’s more niggas that’s rotting in the prisons than there ever slaves cotton picking
So, how we gon’ get out the trap?
Guns or books, sell crack or rap
Street livin’, hustle or hoops
Guns or books, get shot or shoot
Street livin’, ain’t no rules
Break the law, make or break the news
The life you choose could be the life you lose
Niggas getting stuck for the Nike shoes
Street livin’, ain’t no joke
It’s a cold world, better bring your coat
Revoke cause the streets are broke
Now, they wanna take away our dreams and hopes
Street livin’, no economics
No way out of the Reaganomics
Infected by the black plague, new bubonic
No comprende, we speak ebonics
Street livin’, what’s your position?
You can take action or take a dick
Listen, you can get fucked by the system
Or you can say fuck the system