Lyrics
I’ve got news for you
«Yes man — I’ve got some news
You know there’s a lot of things being said… you know»
People talkin' this
And people talkin' that
People talkin this
And people talkin' that
People talkin' this
And people talkin' that
People need to shut up and listen to the track
The sandman robbed me of my sleep
I drag a brush across my teeth
The alarm clock is a god damned thief
He’s always stealing my hours from me
Now Monday is a bastard — son of death
And eight in the morning is the time of nothingness
See, something isn’t as efficient as is should be
And life is not as easy as it could be to leave
When I’m living, breathing, reading, writing, sweating, bleeding
Even crying
Trying to find the sign that I’m alive
And that I should keep fighting
Avoid the lion
Just a star on the horizon
Like Orion, I’m a rise
Hitchhike and ride the lightening
Something is what I gotta be
But my boss says to stop the day dreams
She says
«Dummy, there’s no money in your labour»
I say
«Newsflash, kiss my ass»
Pass the funny papers…
(I've got news for you)
(Too bad. .)I've got news for you
(I've got news for you)
(Too bad. .)I've got news for you
(I've got news for you)
(Too bad. .)I've got news for you
(I've got news for you)
(Too bad. .)I've got news.
My lady friend loves to question me
About my life and my immaturity
She wants to know if there will ever be security
I’m like, «sure there will, baby, you’ll leave me certainly»
Relationships are nothing but a headache
Cause' when you’re not getting head, yes, it’s a headache
Could you please make love to me for my bed’s sake?
Help take away the loneliness a bed feels when you’re awake
Give me reason
Help me breathin'
Am I sleepin'?
Free my semen
See me as a human
Not a demon
Don’t be and leavin
As the sun is beamin'
Baby you’re the only easin'
That I get, so let me sweat
And sex me till I hear you screamin'
«Kyp you’ll never get a scream
So stop with your foolish wet dreams»
She says, «You're not worthy of a girls affections
So try and find a boyfriend in the classified section,"(bitch)
(I've got news for you)
(Too bad. .)I've got news for you
(I've got news for you)
(Too bad. .)I've got news for you
(I've got news for you)
(Too bad. .)I've got news for you
(I've got news for you)
(Too bad. .)I've got news.
The industry talks behind my back
And the backpacker rappers think I’m wack
I can’t find a DJ to spin my wax
Because I speak like this
But I’m black when I rap
Hey shorty, it’s my birthday
You don’t care
But it’s my birthday
I’ve got skullcaps, crack pipes, guns, funds, thug life
Bling Bling
Money ain’t a thing
It’s my birthday!
Let me sing my song
You sing along
Right or wrong
I might a' been a tighta rapper
Sippin drinks and hitting bombs
I’m a… get it on
Get a beef bdfore it is gone
Let it meditate or innovate
Better be good for goodness sake
I quit rap to sing the blues
Cause I’m tired of getting taken out by crews
If you believe anything in this song to be true
Than motherfucker, I’ve got news for you
(I've got news for you)
I’ve got news for you
(I've got news for you)
I’ve got news for you
(I've got news for you)
(Too bad. .)I've got news for you
(I've got news for you)
(Too bad. .)I've got news.
People talkin' this
And people talkin' that
People talkin this
And people talkin' that
People talkin' this
And people talkin' that
People need to shut up and listen to the track