WHY SHOULD I FALL?

I work real hard, so why should I fall

I run these streets, I run them alone

I work real hard, so why should I fall

I run these streets, I run them alone

She looks at me, I lose speech, I can’t talk

She’s leading me through the night, I can’t walk

Yeah, I’ve been cutting my mind like pizza

And she wanna sell my love by pieces

Pieces, pieces

She wants some pieces of me

Jesus, Jesus

She’s calling Jesus on me

So I don’t get what you say

“Would you like to die in LA?”