Now look at me made ugly by the drooling letters I was better off alone, ain't that the way it is They don't know the first thing but you don't know
, dirty hand, I don't give a damn Shut your mouth because it might show I don't need no good advice, I'm already wasted I don't need some other life,
hate Where reason just don't apply This secret curse can't be my fate Or something I've deserved My mind is set to liberate Itself from you I look into
don't need no good advice I've already wasted I don't need some other life Cold and complicated I don't need no Sunday trips Tea and sympathising I don't
of January or the drenchin' August heat No sick days or benefits and for Christ sakes don't get hurt The quacks over here won't patch you up Unless they see the bucks upfront Lookin
the stage and then we fly back to our nest Growing old Like some eagles, people don't understand Just like their parents don't be carin' I'm speakin
of rhythm I elevate while you perpetuate your malopropism [Sole mimmicking El-P] Yo, wha, what did he just call me dun? Yo, I don't know man Yo, I, I don't
Go get unstuck, don't lose sleep 'til you cant find solace in the fact that you can barely control yourself. Let alone we're all tied down; since our
ghost -- Do you know a a don rodriguez? Ggh: I know no such person. Rza: don rodriguez from the bronx? don rodriguez? Ggh: I don't know who you're talking
Don't try to sneak a peak in my book (? home at hose? ) , overdose the thoughts when he look The forbidden The hittin' zone that I'm hitting Don't play
don't have it, I get it together like a marriage I'm seeking all rappers, I'm on my p's and q's and carrots Y'all don't understand, well, god-damn, don
death if you don't sell hot records, but you see we changin' that too, big business hiphop we aim at you, if they putting out garbage, don't buy it,
replied My brothers were goin', they were gettin' down Even Pops was goin' for a piece of the crown They flaunted, they haunted, they knew what I wanted "We can and you can't
m just gettin' started, pimp, you ain't seen nothin' Is that a fish tank burrowed in the mid of the dash? Yeah, pimp' but don't put your fingers on my
sing I am one with myself as I turn to The I prefer the dreams to the reality I prefer my life, don't need no other man's wife Don't need no crazy lifestyle
FOOL! Unfadeable Dub-S-C-G, you niggaz don't want none (WessSYDE!!) You don't want none Nah nigga, you don't want none (You don't want NONE!)
scheme to catch Cream Some diamond rings, jewels all types of priceless things Just in case you don't make it to the safe Don't talk to Jakes or your
Kottonmouth Krew, The big bad ass, you know who, Well I really can't tell if there's a difference anymore, Goin' up or goin' down, where's the elevator