Did you hear about the midnight rambler. Everybody got to go. Did you hear about the midnight rambler. The one that shut the kitchen door.

Stop. Slow down, baby. Slow down, baby. Slow down, baby. Slow down, baby. Stop. Slow down, baby. Whoa, yeah (Slow down, baby). Oh (Slow down, baby).

Smile, though your heart is aching. Smile, even though it's breaking. When there are clouds in the sky. You'll get by. If you smile.

What a splendid pie, pizza-pizza pie. Every minute and every second. Buy, buy, buy, buy, buy. What a splendid pie, pizza-pizza pie.

Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...uck. Chuck a-chuck-chuck (huh! yeah!). A-summertime. And the livin' is easy.

I got front seat tickets get your coat. She goes I make my own decisions. Guaranteed we fight it over. We roll up just in time for intermission.

Earth to Bella. This is a quiet emergency. Earth to Bella. There's so much more to get then wronged. Earth to Bella. You're treading water successfully.

Sophisticated lady tryin' to change my ways. Just because you're caught in your social maze. I think it's 'bout time that you realize.

Under the lights where we stand tall. Nobody touches us at all. Showdown, shootout, spread fear within, without. We're gonna take what's ours to have.

Hey. Hey. Hey. Your lipstick stains. On the front lobe of my left side brains. I knew I wouldn't forget you. And so I went and let you blow my mind.

Uh, uh, uh. You ready, B? Let's go get 'em. Look for me. Young, B, cruisin' down the Westside Highway. Doin' what we like to do, our way.

You wouldn't do that Tyler. Kill yourself, or anyone, you don't even have the balls to begin with. What you need is me.

You gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need. You gotta sleep on your toes, and when you're on the street.

Uh, sign. Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Sign. I been waitin' all night for this moment. I been waitin' all year for this moment.

Remember those walls I built. Well, baby, they're tumbling down. And they didn't even put up a fight. They didn't even make a sound.

Young nigga preach. Preach, preach, preach, preach, preach, preach. Young nigga preach. Preach, preach, preach, preach, preach, preach. I'm in Miami.

What do we really need. In this life? I look at myself sometimes. And it's not right. People out there with no. Food at night. And we say we care,

I didn't ask for a free ride. I only asked you to show me a real good time. I never asked for the rainfall.

Now that you're out of my life, I'm so much better. You thought that I'd be weak without you, but I'm stronger.

(Err ting) I'll admit it, I'll admit it. Watch your motherfuckin' tone boy (watch that). Get hurt boy (get hurt). Ah-here go another mo'fucker.

Decorate your block with red tape, foenem slidin' every day. Bunch o' hollows spittin' out the Glock.