[HOOK - KNO]

She sits in bed with her halo crooked

She says she's never been in love before
She takes time to define what we'll never get
We're turning into enemies with benefits

Enemies with benefits

[V1 - NATTI]


She the girl of my dreams, also my nightmares
Cus she be killin it, jigglin' in her nightwear

Between mean glances that we might share
The space between us is like a lightyear
All in my phone like she AT&T

All in my Facebook pretendin she me
Cus her "Not Hot" single friends feedin her nonsense
The ghetto's trying to kill me and my chick's an accomplice

With black gloves (black gloves) black mask (black mask)
Full lips (full lips) fat $$# (I like that!)
Text messaging ridiculous comments

I'd have to wash my mouth out to read you the contents
She might literally love me to death
We had a stairway to heaven til' I fell down the steps

Now I'm left with a pain in the neck
But she's my eye candy, the flavor I savor
And I'm part Vader, I think with my saber

I live in crazy town and I'm married to the mayor

[HOOK - KNO]


[V2 - KNO]


They call me Lex, junior
Not Rex Lewis
my ex like a six shot shooter - sex ruger

She's a sex cougar
she texts we bang everytime I sit next to her
Man, she get me hard as steel, I call her X-Ray

Plus my ex bust her neck during sex play
I get the cleanest dome, I mean it holmes
She never be alone cus she never be at home

Her boyfriend is a punk, he rock a onesie
He think he fly, pullin' stunts in his undies
But she my kryptonite

I know...cryptic right?
I'm sitting back with a pipe getting ripped at night
On my window pane, the coldest rain

My enemy, Miss Lois Lane

[HOOK - KNO]


[V3 - TONEDEFF]


She's a devil in a baby blue dress
Who I'm mentally redressing as an angel through sex
Who be testing my mettle - and yes, in a way, I choose the stress

And I guess that I settle cause I'm a slave to huge breasts - But it
ain't worth it.
Ask me again if my mind has changed on the situation in five days

And I couldn't say for certain,
And so we stay in this deranged arrangement
Nailing 'tween the breaks of these unwavering debates of 'who's the

crazy person'?
She got them $#&@-goggles on me
My judgement Impaired like I was drunk on kamakazi's riding a busted Kawasaki

Callin the love doctor cause I need a fix of this chick and it's sickening
Wish I could quit, but my dick is mixing the signals and %#@!
Half of the time, I see past all these disastrous signs

And half of the time, I keep asking if I'm happy to lie
If blame can be $$#igned, then I guess I'll have to try this food for thought:
You can always see the shape of the pan in the pie

Savage desire in me to taste her loving/
So my piece of the mind will never turn into a baker's dozen.
I'm crumbling

[HOOK - KNO]