I’ll take the blame when it’s my fault
Get knocked down and stand up tall
Screamin’, “Bring it on, I ain’t scared!”
Never gone out of my way or acted fake
To impress anyone and that’s okay
Sometimes I’m too proud, too loud
What you get is what you see
I’ve been called it all from bad news to a crazy S.O.B.
But I’ve always been me
My last name, I’ll defend it ‘til I’m gone
I try to do what’s right, sometimes it comes out all wrong
Hell, I’ve never been an angel and I’ll never claim to be
But I’ve always been me
Now her daddy’s in the kitchen, starin’ out the window,
scratchin’ and a-rackin’ his brains.
How could 18 years just up and walk away?
Our little pony-tail girl grown up to be a woman,
now she’s gone in the blink of an eye.
And she don’t know she’s beautiful (never crossed her mind)
She don’t know she’s beautiful (no she’s not that kind)
She don’t know she’s beautiful
Though time and time I’ve told her so
Morning comes and her hair’s all a mess
That’s when she thinks she looks her worst
It’s times like this she don’t know why
I can’t take my eyes off her
I’m here in your arms, I’m safe from the world again.
These are the days that can’t be erased.
Baby, there isn’t a better place.
You’re like heaven, you’re like coming home.
Yeah, she’s good when she’s bad.
She’s cute when she’s mad
and she does all the wrong things right.
Yeah, boy, it’s a fact when they’re made like that -
you ain’t ever gonna sleep at night.
If I wasn’t by your side
I’d never be satisfied
Nothin’ would feel just right
If I wasn’t by your side
‘Cause I’m not easy to understand
But you know me like the back of your hand
I’m your girl and you’re my man
Well I’m what I am and I’m what I’m not
I’m sure happy with what I’ve got
I live to love and laugh a lot
And thats all I need
“I understand some’s off ‘bout me, but nuttin’s false ‘bout me
I never gave a fuck of what a nigga thought ‘bout me.”
“I don’t see the world as you see it.
I see it as a game, and my aim is to complete it.
What you live for is what you die for:
To make a little name, grab some fame and the high score.”
“Why is it a honey act like she don’t want to be bothered?
But after the tappin’, she yappin’ like she want her children fathered?”