Oh, why you look so sad? Tears are in your eyes Come on and come to me now Don't be ashamed to cry Let me see you through 'Cause I've seen the dark side
[will.i.am]: oh myyyy oh myy gosh i did it again, so i'm gone let the beat drop oh myy gosh [usher]: baby let me.. baby let me.. baby let me.. [chorus
What have I got to do to make you love me? What have I got to do to make you care? What do I do when lightning strikes me? And to wake to find that you
I see you drivin' around town with the girl I love and I'm like forget you I guess the change in my pocket wasn't enough so I'm like forget you and forget
I make hitz, not the public I tell the DJs what to play! Understand? I make hitz, not the public I tell the DJs what to play! Understand? Baa baa black
my idol (You're my idol) Or the bible (Or the bible) And I must confess Your love is the best You're my idol (You're my idol) And only I know How to
, Picasso on display Girl you're my inspiration You're my idol or the bible And I must confess your love is the best You're my idol and only I know How
All my friends had to ask me Something they didn't understand Well, how I get all the women In the palm of my hand I told them, treat her like a lady
Some people call me a teenage idol Some people say they envy me I guess they got no way of knowing How lonesome I can be I need somebody to be my baby
Her eyes look down on me, upon my sorrow As my soul lies on its death bed Lost in regret, I could not change I will stand strong in every way Nothing
Oh the idol, oh the idol They knew the monster's every trick They knew his secrets every stitch All of it had been a game Nothing but a charlatan Perhaps
You can only fool yourself You can only fool yourself You can only fool yourself for so long. You can only fool yourself You can only fool yourself You
You say it can't go on this way Things have got to change When you're gone and each day a choice gets made You think it's yours to make, but you're wrong
Well, I've been down so goddamn long, come on I sound so goddamn low, come on I sound so goddamn low, come on I've sound so goddamn god, god, god, god
I have my Brixton briefcase from across the pawn [Incomprehensible] but the beat the goes on Feel my power, the electrical life Real rude boys own the
Dizzee My name's Dizzee Ras an' I entertain I got a hot head but I use my brain A lot of wicked MC's but we ain't the same I got flows and money that
Even if I told you it's like I see my whole life Even if I told you I know you won't believe It's like I see my whole life flashing light before me So
I'm the midnight caller, waiting on the line I need to be your lover, I need to get into your life I'll be yours forevermore Make me yours forevermore