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So you, do you care what people think of your

I don't care what people think, I just don't like people talking reckless to me, that's all

You don't have to like the record
It ain't for everybody
I don't want... that's why I feel special
I don't want all y'all to get it, its a select few
I don't wanna f*ck wit y'all, y'all wanna f*ck wit me
Right
A little bit of this a little bit of that
Ya know?
Right now I got parole watching me
I got eyes that I can't even see watching me
Soooooo
I doooo what I can do behind closed doors
And get down for the funky sound
Pain is passed down from Father to Son and Son to Son
Sometimes its unfair and sometimes we take it out on those we love
Dis poem has no poet
Dis poem is just a part of the story
His-story, Her-story, Our-story, the story still untold
Dis poem is now ringin, talkin, irritatin
Makin you want to stop it
But dis poem will not stop
Making sure you don't repeat
Ya know th- those same things over and over because
IF you keep doing that, you're gonna do it again
Ya know, it's all about feedback, echoes
You know you gotta listen to people, ya know
Those around you, alot of times we are far too stubborn to accept that we just may be being a piece of shit
You know what I mean? Which is okay
You know some- look everybody's a piece of shit sometimes so
We don't like to admit that so, ya know feedback, echoes, echoes, ya know
The ancestors or wherever you wanna, deja-vu, wherever you find these kinds ideas but you know you
We do so many things that we see
We see the direct effect, younaddamean?
You gotta listen for that younaddamean?
Yeah, yea yea (Oooh-la-la)
JUST WAIT
Yeah, yea yea (Oooh-la-la)
Yea yeeaaah, yea yeeaaah
Yeeaaah, yea yeeaaah

Yeah, yea yea (Oooh-la-la)
Yeah, yea yea (Oooh-la-la)
Yea yeeaaah, yea yeeaaah
Yeeaaah, yea yeeaaah
Know what I'm sayin' like you got ya fast songs on there, you got ya slow shits
The beats are real ill, you know what I mean