When you’re walking down your sunny street (I got it) Thinking of your bills or what to eat (I got it, I, I got it) Then you feel that little prick from me (I got it, I, I got it) I look at you and all I see is meat
I went to the store, I was feelin’ kinda hungry But I didn’t have the money and the shelves were all empty So I went to the bank to ch-ch-ch-check my checking The man looked at my face, said, “We don’t have a record” Oh no, you thought we had forgotten? The show is only gettin’ started The road is feelin’ like a pothole Sit down, stand up, head down, hands up, and
Do you not remember me? (What do you want? What do you want?) Do you know what I want? (What do you want? What do you want?) You know what I want (What do you want? What do you want?) Keep the rest, baby, ah, ah I wanna be loved Pay, pain Pray, shame
So I went to the park just to watch the little children The mothers saw my heels and they said I wasn’t welcome So I, I went back home, I was feelin’ kinda queasy But all the locks were changed, my baby wouldn’t see me Oh no, you’ve put your finger on it The stove is only gettin’ hotter The sun, it’s gotta, gotta melt it Stand up, sit down, hands up, break down
(What do you want? What do you want?) You know what I want (What do you want? What do you want?) I wanna be loved (What do you want? What do you want? Pay, pain) I wanna be loved (What do you want? What you do want? Pray, shame)
So, if I trade our hood for some Hollywood Well, you’re the only motherfucker in the city who would Only motherfucker in the city who would Only motherfucker in the city who’ll forgive me
My Substance 