Lyrics

[Intro: CeeLo Green] It's the real (It's the real) Hip-hop (Hip-Hop), hey-hey (Hey-hey) [Verse 1: Big Rube] As I lay motionless, wondering why we so emotionally emotionless (Scrap metal) My focus is not to be the brunt of the joke in this (Scrap metal) Still played, I'm not a toy You real afraid, so I'm still a boy (Something for you haters) But is my soul this? (Something for you haters) Seen many-a solstices and plenty equinoxes Some, if any, think we equal not 'cause God does, but 'cause laws force them But what are laws if you don't enforce 'em? Unless you get it on tape It's more suspense and mystery than a Presidio tape Investigation more cartoon than a kid video tape It's civil liberties rape in Statue of Liberty shape The American offense make you watch for the head fake Well, down with Sam, I ain't Three seconds in this paint will make any outside shooter faint Wait for you to blink So when you wake up and can't wake up, you know exactly who to thank [Chorus: CeeLo Green] Oh, yes, I'm sure, yes, I'm sure, I don't care anymore Anything, anywhere, anytime, any place Let's do this shit and get it over with I'll run a box cutter 'cross your face I got niggas here, I got niggas there Ready to get down if I make the call I don't give a fuck if your problem is big or small Almost instantly I could say fuck it all, man, fuck it all [Verse 2: G-Rock] Having dealings with skill (My skill), kill if I have to kill (Kill) Buck, dead 'em in your grill, yeah, fuck nigga for real With a posse, I'm standin' alone, me and my nina, all-chrome Buckin' straight at your dome, ain't stoppin' 'til the bullets gone No, never cross no killer, lay no shit 'round no stealer Mine, touch it, my nigga, I'll kill ya and Jesus can't even hear ya Thrill ya like Michael Jackson, acting when the time for action Chamdon clique out my back and Cee-Lo, he strapped with a MAC-10 [Chorus: CeeLo Green] Oh, yes, I'm sure, yes, I'm sure, I don't care anymore Anything, anywhere, anytime, any place Let's do this shit and get it over with I'll run a box cutter 'cross your face I got niggas here, I got niggas there Ready to get down if I make the call I don't give a fuck if your problem is big or small Almost instantly I could say fuck it all, man, fuck it all [Post-Chorus: CeeLo Green] Something for y'all haters (And imitators) Something for y'all haters (And perpetrators) It's the real (It's the real) Hip-hop (Hip-hop), hey-hey (Hey-hey) Something for y'all haters (And imitators) Something for y'all haters (And perpetrators) It's the real (It's the real) Hip-hop (Hip-hop), hey-hey (Hey-hey) [Verse 3: CeeLo Green] See my words would be believable, believable but brief I would even show you my teeth You wouldn't even know that you had any beef But, actually, I'm angry about it and I haven't had any sleep Because of one little disrespect, it ultimately do the domino effect Boy, don't you know that I could sit with my back to you And still have my gat to you, so natural Close my eyes and breathe in, do that to you And as far as anyone that's after you, huh The same goes for anyone that run up in your name, yes, I hate ya (I hate ya) [Chorus: CeeLo Green] Oh, yes, I'm sure, yes, I'm sure, I don't care anymore Anything, anywhere, anytime, any place Let's do this shit and get it over with I'll run a box cutter 'cross your face I got niggas here, I got niggas there Ready to get down if I make the call I don't give a fuck if your problem is big or small Almost instantly I could say fuck it all, man, fuck it all [Verse 4: CeeLo Green] From the feet, the beat, the gat on the seat And that shouldn't surprise you, oh, I've sold some pies to Each any every stone, since I'm obviously on It says fifty to six-five thousand's been blown I am something to see, yet I'm nothing to touch I'll kill ya 'bout nothing, 'cause nothing's too much I'll put the barrel to your baby mama belly and squeeze off two So the world won't have to deal with another fuck nigga like you, yes, I hate ya (I hate ya) [Chorus: CeeLo Green] Oh, yes, I'm sure, yes, I'm sure, I don't care anymore Anything, anywhere, anytime, any place Let's do this shit and get it over with I'll run a box cutter 'cross your face I got niggas here, I got niggas there Ready to get down if I make the call I don't give a fuck if your problem is big or small Almost instantly I could say fuck it all, man, fuck it all [Outro: CeeLo Green] Something for y'all haters (And imitators) Something for y'all haters (And perpetrators) It's the real (It's the real) Hey-hey (Hey-hey) Something for y'all haters (And imitators) Something for y'all haters (And perpetrators) It's the real (It's the real) Hey-hey (Hey-hey), revenge