Damn

Word up, I’m talking to you

I’m making dope rhymes, that’s what I do

Like a mad man, you know it’s bad man

I slam a good goddamn

Well I’ve been burned so goddamn badly

I could just sit and sing the blues

But instead I’ll make a fist, yeah

And make my own good news

Take my advice, yeah

You’ll pay the price

Make it funky like this…

Good god…..Damn

I drop a syllable like “yo”

What else is dissin’ me

Huh, it’s pissin me off

Rock me baby, WHAT!?

You don’t mean that crap

But what the hell, if it sells

Damn, you’re a sham

No thank you ma’am, BITCH!!

Oh, I’ve been burnt badly

I could just sit and sing the blues

But instead I’ll make a fist, yeah

And make my own good news

Take my advice

You’ll pay the price

Make it funky like this!!!

Good goddamn, tell you what, alles klar

And the nightmare of publicity begins

This is the time to find who are your true friends

I drain my brain, to be original

Build character, aboriginal

American music is what I grew into

?????? Fuck you!!!!

I say we fear no evolution

Stand up, musical revolution

Follow me because we can never stop

And we’ll never give

Cause this is how, we breath and live

And some of them whine

And some of them bitch

They cannot do it, we’ll never switch

We do it for ourselves, we do it for you

If you don’t like it well, I hope you do

* Thanks to Chris Simon