Minus Blindfold

Done feeding, I leaned back Head rested on the couch's top Must leave the house soon Mean gone, 'cause my Pops, he's hot Grab my blue backpack My walkman, grip my bicycle Because I know my friends Are waiting at the door I'm feeling loose like you Just f**king around and shit 'Til that comes you're fifty five I'm twenty six Let me Let me go I give more And you know I fold I I, come at me, come, come My activities don't cross But they create You know I want to pick you up But they don't want you to Asking for it, like we got Yes, we cross but we create You know I want to pick you up But they don't want you Shit f**k 'em You let this screw you I thought they knew you But when you turned your back I know they're gonna do You had to prove me right And then we did And that son of a bitch He swerved almost hit two kids I'm feeling heartless I'm feeling hate So when there's nothin' but The real swing in her f**kin' rape No one me No choice Let me go I get bored And you know I'm f**kin' flown Come on, come, come My activities don't cross But they create You know I want to pick you up But they don't want you to Threaten me court, like we got Yeah, we cross but we create You know I want to pick you up But they don't want you Burn Let me go I give more And you know Ooh So good We could And we learned to cry And lift Me up (Come on) Come on, come My activities don't cross But they create You know I want to pick you up But they don't want you Dis me court, like we got Yeah, we cross but we cried You know I want to pick you up But they don't want you Up