Lyrics: Michael Mietz
Music: Michael Mietz
Used to pay attention to their words
No I don’t give a shit about their actions
When you realize it’s just hot air
Now I got my fans to keep me warm, uhh
Mo’****ers can’t walk straight
And it doesn’t even mater which pair of shoes
Tumbling down the same street once more
Run shit but I ain’t walking with you any longer
Don’t worry I got you next time
No worries I got you long ago
Knock, knock, who’s there? Bro it’s me again
Wondering if you got some news, let me take a peek
Same questions, new answers
Sorry I ain’t got the time, I’ve been pretty busy lately
Holla at me next month
If my cell is still good, man you never know
Those days are like christmas
Can’t wait to hear what they’re gonna say next
The salesman is back
Now what’ that new product you wanna sell me huh?
Now that looks attractive
How am I gonna put it this time?
Huh. look, business is business
And I not be with it cuz you not be serious
I you got a plan bro, go ahead an work, work
But if you need a hand tho, better put yours in the dirt first
I just run it with my team bro, unless you about it like my sixfo
Other than that, you better get back cuz you’re looking like one of those
Usual Suspects
Well I’m just saying, saying, saying shit
Usual Suspects
Well I’m just saying, saying, saying
Shit
I’m feeling so much better now
Speak french, speak english, speak german, what?
As long as you’re speaking you mind, instead of be wasting my minutes
The clock it ticking faster every second
And every second of mine gets more expensive
And if you can’t afford my time, better don’t even bother
Thinking about asking for a beat
I’m on my grown up shit
All the kids take it back to the New School
Music is lacking talent
Don’t go there Hip Hop, it’s a Trap
Everything sounds the same
And singers like “you can fix that in the mix right”
But I don’t want to anymore
Cuz the time I spend tweaking is the time you should have practiced
And my ego so big and my future so bright
Wait, let me get my sun glasses
And their speech is so big and their music so weak
Wait, let me get my ear plugs
And I’m so done with that
Now I got a bull’s eye on my door
And I’m not gonna open up
Unless it’s someone worth rhyming for
I you got a plan bro, go ahead an work, work
But if you need a hand tho, better put yours in the dirt first
I just run it with my team bro, unless you about it like my sixfo
Other than that, you better get back cuz you’re looking like one of those
Usual Suspects
Well I’m just saying, saying, saying shit
Usual Suspects
Well I’m just saying, saying, saying