Thank You

I wanna thank you for let me be myself again Looking at the devil Grinning at the gun Fingers start shakin I begin to run Bullets start chasin I begin to stop We begin to wrestle I was on top I wanna thank you for let me be myself again I wanna thank you for let me be myself again Beat on Dance to the music All night long Everyday people Sing a simple song Thank you for the party But I could never stay Many thangs is on my mind Words are in my way I wanna thank you for let me be myself again I wanna thank you for let me be myself again Flamin' eyes of peoples fear Burnin' into you Many men are missin' much Hatin' what they do Youth and truth are makin' love Dig it for a starter Dyin' young is hard to take Sellin' out is so much, so much harder, now I wanna thank you for let me be myself again I tried, I tried I wanna thank you for let me be myself again I wanna thank, I wanna thank, I wanna thank (If he says anything else that's actual words I have no idea what they are)