I'm all wound up Ready to go All wound up Ready to go Ring my buzzer Clang my bell Watch me go Like a bat out of hell Like a jungle cat On the prowl
m all wound up, got what you need Got what you need look out baby! 'Cos I'm all wound up, 'Cos I'm wound up tight feeling alright Do with, do with, do
Cause I'm all wound-all wound-all wound up Don't you check the work outside I can make you feel all right It's all right to come inside It's all right
nobody's listening Washed up and ranting about the same old bitter things Drunk and grumbling on about how I can't sing But all you are is mean All
show took some time to heal the wounds i had to improvise pay no mind to all the rumors just a buncha lies fall back fall back burnin up all my bridges
Just one more moment, That's all that's needed, Like wounded soldiers, In need of healing, Time to be honest, This time I'm pleading, Please don't dwell
fucked up and went and betrayed your trust You know there's no more Dolce & Gabbana Gucci, Prada, trips to Nevada And I admit what you heard is probably true But outta all
th to come from such hard knock lifes And make it up out of 'em, hit the spotlights And, once they're on us this is our lives Thrust out for all eyes
feel the heat All wound up beneath the sheets All I have to do Is just be still When this road gets crazy and tries to break me And I've had all I
you with me And i'm not pressing charges Don't want you to ricochet and hit another target You take me to the edge, right up to the margin All I see is
me Haha; And I'm not pressin' charges Don't want you to ricochet and hit another target You take me to the edge, right up to the margin All I see is
Coming at you, baby What you made of what you are Look up and see Those stars for you and me Look up and see Rock dust light star Coming at you, baby From up
rd Airborne Brigade on Operation Hump War Zone D in Vietnam were ambushed by over 1200 V.C. Forty-eight American soldiers lost their lives that day} {Severely wounded
no gain in rest 12 gauge close range, bloods on my chest I looked into his face, I thought he was my friend My boy had me set up, this wound would never
gotta be real Man, you the flyest nigga I seen in my life Yo man, I just wanna roll with you man How can I be down? What's up? You say you wanna be
crew'll hit the matresses, G.O.D. Father style - all prepared to get buckwild Half my niggas ball, other half ain't got it all They stay up at nights
Well, it's midnight, damn right, we're wound up too tight I've got a fist full of whiskey, the bottle just bit me Oh, that shit makes me bat-shit crazy