Son of Sam

Son of sam, son of sam. load the clip, aim it at ya fucking man
 Rubber bands, runaways, in the party foiling every fucking plan
 O-Town winter time hot (HOT), boyish charm to poison all ya fam
 Boy I've grown from boy into a man, boy I've grown from boy into the man
 Son of sam, son of sam. load the clip, aim it at ya fucking man
 Rubber bands, runaways, in the party foiling every fucking plan
 O-Town winter time hot (HOT), boyish charm to poison all ya fam
 Boy I've grown from boy into a man, boy I've grown from boy into the man
 Might sell my soul for a pot of gold
 Nigga I've been down so long, at this point you'll never know
 Demons in my hall again
 Fiending for some peace in the thighs of a harlequin
 When she play that game bet I️ let her in
 Man affairs of the heart I'm a novice in
 That's real. I️ know it, ay
 Something bout me kept them all around me
 All hands around me, that's never healthy
 Told her that she should wait up for me
 It won't be long, but that was February
 In December, where my heart is heavy
 Every burden I️ decide to carry
 Till they bury me inside a cemetery
 Either that or till my high comes down
 Gotta pick one, but I️ can't right now
 All I️ know, my eyes is on this prey
 Firepower wild, firepower on
 Firepower till they finding flowers for your funeral, this beef I️ never resolve
 Nothing lasts and so that loving is gone
 Should've known when she ain't pick up the phone
 Guess that's when a savage should've been born
 Guess that's when a savage should've been falling back
 To let her breathe and let her be alone
 Letters that I️ write to me in the zone
 With purpose. major move alertness, I️ know I️ for certain
 Try to learn my lesson while I'm loading up my...
 And if I️ don't, I️ don't deserve this
 All this for the taking, oh I'm at ya service
 Superb... a leap of faith I'm taking off, remove the curtains
 Look me in my eyes as I️ erupt, and if you don't you better duck cause I'm the.
 Son of sam, son of sam... load the clip, aim it at ya fucking man
 Rubber bands, runaways, in the party foiling every fucking plan
 O-Town winter time hot (HOT) boyish charm to poison all ya fam
 Boy I've grown from boy into a man, boy I've grown from boy into the man
 Son of sam, son of sam... load the clip, aim it at ya fucking man
 Rubber bands, runaways, in the party foiling every fucking plan
 O-Town winter time hot (HOT), boyish charm to poison all ya fam
 Boy I've grown from boy into a man, boy I've grown from boy into the man