What you got for me, What you got for me, What you got baby, What you got for me All my time is wasted, I wish I could replace it What you got for me
Depressed, stressed, from the neck up I'm so fed up of people trying to tell me to keep my head up I can't get up, I'm so fed up, I'm sick & tired of this thing They call the big setup Well I'll be swinging my dick in the thick of it as the shit goes down And as the shit goes down Yes, well I'll be looking in the mirror, clear as day The only words out my mouth that I got to say is You mother fuckers wanna step to me, you'll see
What you got for me, What you got for me, What you got baby, What you got for me, All my time is wasted, I wish I could replace it
See the conception of your persons got you feeming upon your being Acting up, yeah get it right you live your life in silent screaming And keep thinking about what you're dreaming & believing Only when I sit back it keeps repeating But one things for sure, in the end it's all clear That growing up in the city as a kid with no fear I might have done some shit back when I was young & in the day And for that every single day I still pray You mother fuckers wanna step to me, you'll see
Please, you could never get with this I mean please
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