Haha
  'And there, but for the grace of God, go I'
  It's kinda neat
  I wonder what it means
    I rock a jam for love
  I quit my band for love
  I'll smack the chrome tool right out your hand for love
  Make you cry like a dove
  Leave you standin' alone
  In a world so cold
  Watch the drama unfold
  'Cause you sell your soul
  Now you're fearin' your death
  Sniffin' crystal meth 'till there ain't none left
  But, rock bottom hurts when you hit it
  You start to reflect on all the friends you shitted
  You probably won't admit it
  So you start to sink lower
  You're caught in the flood
  And you're tryin' to find Noah
  If you hungry and your near me yo, you gonna get fed
  If you sleepy and you need a place to lay your head
  Then come take my bed
  I'll sleep on the floor
  'Cause these are the times that friends are for
    [CHORUS (X2)]
  I see everybody out here doin' for self
  And they don't give a damn on the next man
  Puttin' status and wealth over God and health
  I can't wait 'till you the next man
    I get uptight for love
  You know I'll fight for love
  I might keep my wifey up all night for love
  And when the daylight comes
  I be seein' mad bums
  With no shoes on their feet
  Plus nothin' to eat
  I can't save the whole street
  So I feel like I'm beat
  And why play the game when nothin' goin' to change
  The only change that's wanted is loose in my jeans
  I get rushed on every corner by a bum or a fiend
  Tryin' to keep my dean
  I try to give to the poor
  Tryin' to get through this life
  And get through that door
  I'm all up in this mix
  For these final tics
  Goin' all the way to seven
  And it's half past six
    [CHORUS (X2)]
    I pray to God for love
  I'll make Jihad for love
  And I just might pull your freakin' card for love
  Make you sing 'Hey Love' like my man King Son
  I freak the art noise
  Over all you toys
  Better bring your boys
  Summon all your crew
  No matter what you do
  It's comin' back on you
  Just like a planet orbits
  Let your sponge absorb it
  It's logical conclusion
  It's b-boy fusion
  And confusion say that he want control
  Of your mentality
  Your body and your soul
  So if you lose your whole
  Come and take my hand
  And link up this jam
  'Cause money that's the plan
  Tryin' to get through this maze
  Not to win this race
  We either ridin' on our horse
  Or walkin' on our face
  So come take your place on the side of love
  And swallow up your ego and your pride for love
    [CHORUS (X2)]
    Can't wait 'till you the next man
  Can't wait 'till you the next man...