It's been a while now, been around the block Many miles, many faces, many places that I found friends, traces Where I spend time, places where my mind roam Places I can call home, places I can get stoned I just wanna be alone, when I'm feelin in my zone People want to knock me down, coz they never have their own They won't get the best of me, but they try hopelessly Why you wanna fuck with me, I'm not what you posed to be You did not give a damn, coulda just killed a man Sawed off in my hand, but I had to kill the plan Think I've found my peace of mind, feet planted on the ground I just had to redefine, what I thought to myself It all goes around me and others who would down me Who I don't give a fuck about, trouble always found me I know I used to welcome it, with my arms open wide Trouble's hands on the door but it can't come inside
No, trouble's at my door, you want trouble, c'mon, you want trouble You want trouble, c'mon, you want trouble (2x)
Trouble on the line, all the fuckin time Got me contemplatin the solution, the fusion my wicked mind Got suckers that hate me but it don't really matter I'm like a gat when I bust, niggas run and scatter Movin in circles, throwin elbows and fists You gotta be a real nigga in the cypress hill pit Lotta critics talkin shit, but I'm not concerned A hundred g's for sixty minutes is the bank I earn I try to put it to you rookies so you bitches can learn That nobody can tire when it's time to burn With so many phonies out there lot of you have been fooled Into actually believin that some shit is cool Take the blinders off and go look for yourself Fuck hearin about shit from somebody else I'm down for myself, I back up myself Put in all on the line make sure that I'm felt
No, trouble's at my door, you want trouble, c'mon, you want trouble You want trouble, c'mon, you want trouble (2x), no
Felt the wall's closin in, and my shoe's wearin thin Had to be the biggest clown, man you couldn't comprehend Some hated on my game, said I wouldn't be the same Call me rock superstar, insane in the brain But I know I haven't changed, so I brush you to the side Trouble's knockin on the door, askin jus to come inside Times I gotta block it out, no one likes to talk it out Trouble keeps comin and I can't seem to lock it out Got my hands on the phone, I don't wanna have to talk If you're feelin froggy son, then I guess you gotta jump I can see it in your eyes, you don't seem to recognise I wouldn't fall into your trap, for many lives to compromise I'm not fallin for your shit, you ain't gonna take me there You can talk all you want, but I don't got your weight to bare
No, trouble's at my door, you want trouble, c'mon, you want trouble You want trouble, c'mon, you want trouble (2x) You want trouble right now, c'mon (8x) You want trouble, c'mon, you want trouble (4x)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
