I know you want it, but you’re a good girl,

can’t let it show, caught in that shy world.

Way you grab me, gotta get rude,

blurred lines, baby, break that mood.

Talk dirty, let the bass unwind,

you’re the hottest thing in this room tonight.

No more maybes, just lose control,

let the beat steal your innocent soul.

I’ve seen the streets swallow souls, watched the chrome take control,

Now I’m walkin’ with ghosts, every step payin’ tolls.

My brother’s blood still whispers in the concrete seams,

Turned my name to a prayer, my block to a dream.

I buried pain in the same dirt they buried me,

But the rose that grew from the grave still smells like grief.

Dead and gone, yet the past rides shotgun in my head,

Till the day I join ‘em, I’m just livin’ for the dead.