#loganmuse

Yaoo Don't wanna here your voice don't call my line It's over for you like black on white crime So get on up nigga So get on up nigga Get on up nigga So get on up nigga Yaaaaoooo

Talk to the cops x the jury Yea Talk to the cops x the jury

The story goes a goes a lil some like this so I thought I met my future in dis late night disco I never knew that he would stoop so low That nigga left me for a two cent hoe Like where you at homie Where you at tho Where da stash Where they Where they do that at tho Yaaoooo I still aint listen stayed and played my position He out here doin dirt while I'm home doin the dishes See This kinda love had me so blind blind blind Got tired of putting up with the lies lies lies Man I wouldn't want it any other way Got them boys on the way to save the day So get on up nigga This a way Diddy diddy daddy diddy daddy day See Heavy heart so you can't sleep at night May gun shots be ya lullaby

Get on up nigga Get on up nigga Talk to the Cops x The Jury Yea Get on up nigga Get on up nigga Talk to the Cops x The Jury Yea Tell it to the Cops x The Jury Yea Talk to the Cops x The Jury Yea

Ruddaboy Ruddaboy Ruddaboy Ruddaboy Da da da da da day Can't take back what you've done man the damage is done Nothing else you can do or can say If you don't know by now hoe you goin learn today Like paparazzi get the fuck up out my face See This kinda love had me so blind blind blind Got tired of putting up with the lies lies lies Man I wouldn't want it any other way Got them boyz on the way to save the day So get on up nigga This a way Diddy diddy daddy diddy daddy day See Don't wanna here your voice don't call my line It's over for you like black on white crime So get on up nigga Get on up nigga Talk to the Cops x The Jury Yea Get on up nigga Get on up nigga Talk to the Cops x The Jury Yea

I see you rollin round here like you dat nigga But you fuckin wit a lil Haiti killah Yaoooo Heavy heart so you can sleep at night May gun shots be ya lullaby

Talk to the Cops x The Jury Yea Talk to the Cops x The Jury Yea

Alright Stay over Stinking like Jackie-D and coca-cola Hey now Don't try to fuck with me Ill throw you underneath the bus if you understand me Love songs Drug songs We can get together if you get to know me Play nice Baby think twice

And I look you in the eye You know this is the last time I'm Gonna put you back together Gonna put you back together (2x)

Play dead Roll over Stinking like sex in a range rover Bail out Baby you asked for it Pray that someone in the car got the cash for it Love songs Are drug songs We can get together if you understand me Blink twice Baby think twice

And I look you in the eye You know this is the last time I'm Gonna put you back together Gonna put you back together (2x)

Grown man Tipping over Stinking like a badge and a filled quota Hard time Break you out again Break you out Break you out again Break you out

And I look you in the eye You know this is the last time I'm Gonna put you back together Gonna put you back together (2x)

My friends don't walk, they run Skinny dip in rabbit holes for fun Popping, popping balloons with guns, getting high off helium We paint white roses red, Each shade from a different person's head This dream, dream is a killer Getting drunk with a blue caterpillar

I'm peeling the skin off my face 'Cause I really hate being safe The normals, they make me afraid The crazies, they make me feel sane

I'm nuts, baby, I'm mad, The craziest friend that you've ever had You think I'm psycho, you think I'm gone Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong Over the bend, entirely bonkers You like me best when I'm off my rocker Tell you a secret, I'm not alarmed So what if I'm crazy? The best people are All the best people are crazy, all the best people are

Where is my prescription? Doctor, doctor please listen My brain is scattered You can be Alice, I'll be the mad hatter.

I'm peeling the skin off my face 'Cause I really hate being safe The normals, they make me afraid The crazies, they make me feel sane

I'm nuts, baby, I'm mad, The craziest friend that you've ever had You think I'm psycho, you think I'm gone Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong Over the bend, entirely bonkers You like me best when I'm off my rocker Tell you a secret, I'm not alarmed So what if I'm crazy? The best people are

You think I'm crazy, you think I'm gone So what if I'm crazy? All the best people are And I think you're crazy too, I know you're gone That's probably the reason that we get along