Just a-losin'my head in this waiting game Without you, baby there's nothin' else Without you, baby my world stands still 'Cause I'm burning, well I'm burning Hey I'm burning, burning
non-stoppin' Yo, I'm about to blast off See me at the show, when I rock everybody know Aiyyo, I'm about to blast off Bottles gon' pop, cause when I rock, everybody rock
they try and break me S'cuse me While I tend to how I feel These things return to me That still seem real Now deservingly This easy chair But the rocking
will speak Scarface on your ass from the streets I left my cut, in fear of a prison term They wanna put me in a chair and let me burn But go to prison
listen and consume. I'm a prisoner of doom. [Verse 1: (Madchild)] Star issue. Scar tissue. I wish you would die, I'll miss you. Sittin' in the chair
's all too real The room was full, the sky was black The bathroom, hear a crack, wolves roam in packs In the dinin' room, the chair rock back and forth
we wasn't it but be popping now Popping now, people love us when we dropping the sound Come to your hood, we be rocking your town Go to the show we rocking
You do and that's what you gonna get from God" Who am I? I'm not the Devil I can take you to my level Above the rocks, above the earth Tell me what your
your little knees while you take a nap And oh but we were silly for half an hour or more Me with my long legs draggin' on the floor I rocked rocked rocked
dreaming, scheming, breathing, reading, all in the late night Shaking, boiling, lacing, bacon, shaking, shaping, gotta get this cake right As I serve it, you just burn
, dreaming, scheming, breathing, reading, all in the late night Shaking, boiling, lacing, bake it, shaping, shaving, gotta get this cake right As I serve it, you just burn
my heart an engagement ring She took everything Everything I gave her Oh, sweet sixteen Built a moon For a rocking chair I never guessed it would Rock
the air 'Cuz bitch this ain't no Rosewood Nigga take another round Slipped up, chopped up, fucked, lights out Claim where I claim, hang where I hang Burn where I burn
Yeah Vanillas' stand the world on a chair, yeah Vanilla 'll knock 'em down on their rear, yeah Vanilla 'll make 'em all stand up and cheer, yeah He's
such a crime When did I lose all The reasons for this rhyme So many questions burning In this heart of mine A thousand memories Of when and where Four walls and a rocking chair
's man Lord, I'm going to the river, get me a tangled rocking chair I'm going to the river, get me a tangled rocking chair And if the blues overtake me, gonna rock
pocket full of bullets, a hair trigger .38 I'm gonna put some daylight through that door I will burn this house down, before I go insane Use that rockin' chair
broken chairs and attitudes They could not keep me from seeing you And broken chairs and attitudes They could not keep me from seeing you Walking in my sleep, throwing rocks
