Put your loving hand out, baby 
I'm beggin 
Beggin, beggin you 
Put your loving hand out baby 
Beggin, beggin you 
Put your loving hand out darling 

Ridin high, when I was king 
Played it hard and fast, cause I had everything 
Walked away, won me then 
But [bad word] and easy go 
And it would end 

[Yosef Wolde-Mariam] 

So i eight tama dj let me go 
Eight tama vj get me know 
Eight tama sekeey let me know 
But,i played that sj let me go 

I`m on my knees when i`m (beggin) 
Couse i don`t want to lose (you) 
I got my heart on spett 
And i hope that my heart gets wet becouse i freak down a beck 

[Tshawe Baqwa] 
Beggin, beggin you 
Put your loving hand out baby 
Beggin, beggin you 
Put your loving hand out darling 

[Yosef Wolde-Mariam] 
I need you, (yeeah) to understand 
Tried so hard 
To be your man 
The kind of man you want in the end 
Only then can I begin to live again 

[Tshawe Baqwa] 
An empty shell 
I used to be 
Shadow of my life 
Was hangin over me 

broken man 
Without a throne 
Wont even stand the devils dance 
To win my soul 

[Yosef Wolde-Mariam] 
I am a chocen why am a chaisen 
Boutam boutam, boutam plasment 
Why me got got [bad word] on the brayslett 
Why then feel for that need a replacement 
Your the wrong way track from the good 
I wanna [bad word] pickta having a good in jet 
Like a audience inn a dest-way should 
You can even the way have it to took the tampt anna 

Keep losing on keep dosinn on keep 
Boss befor not a call for sure 
Keep hoe 
Couse i don`t wanna live whit the broken home girl a neck 

[Tshawe Baqwa] 
Beggin, beggin you 
Put your loving hand out baby 
Beggin, beggin you 
Put your loving hand out darling 

[Yosef Wolde-Mariam] 
Im fighting hard 
To hold my own 
No, I just cant make it 
All alone 

Im holdin on 
I cant fall back 
Now that big brass ring 
Is a shade of black 

[Tshawe Baqwa] 
Beggin, beggin you 
Put your love in hand out baby 
Beggin, beggin you 
Put your love in hand out darling