Stop Bringin’ Me Down

I met my muse

and she was tired and abused

but I still took her for everything that she was worth

My lady said

son you’re gonna end up dead

now if you go with her you know you’re out of your head

I said baby please

Stop bringin’ me down

So I kissed her lips 

and then she used her fingertips

and I was drippin’ inspiration from my pores

My lady say

son you’re goin’ down one day

cuz love’s a nasty rug-burn and you’re gonna be sore

Do me a favour babe

Stop bringin’ me down

So now my muse dried up 

and so did all my luck

and I was out there on the streets just lookin’ for cash

My lady’s sayin’ 

son you better start your prayin’

cause there ain’t no way I’m gonna be your stash

But baby, I need you…

to stop bringin’ me down