Misinterpretation

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Claas] You misinterpret every single thing we speak from our minds You try to categorize, this is where these problems seem to lie Inside your kids' small impressionable mind, brain I think about it, don't you think that you are to blame I mean, I put out a record where I proceed to cuss But you gave him the money, he bought it with your buck So, don't look at me and be all pissed 'cause he listens And thinks it all over, now he's payin' me some attention You're just as much to blame as me, don't point your fuckin' fingеr You see the birdie flipped, why don't you watch it as it lingеrs Cursin' me to damnation, swear I got no class Like you ain't ever got mad and said, bitch, shit or ass (Fuck that!) I make music for the people to hear And get my stories out to the masses, so they don't have to fear You can bitch and fuss and whine all the time, for all I care I'ma still make all my music, middle finger in the air [Chorus: Claas] You misinterpret all the things that we say (Say) You take our words out of context and rearrange them every day To try and make it seem like we're the bad guys 'Cause you're afraid to admit that you're where the problems lie (Lie) You misinterpret and it's makin' me sick (Sick) But life's a bitch, and the whole world can suck my dick I'll never be a role model, so don't ever look at me You'll be disappointed and that's how it really should be (Be) [Verse 2: Claas] Music change in a flash, not like music's not my decision Got former musicians' talkin' like they politicians Tryna make new artists reflect, then think twice You may get to some people but fuck that, I ain't nice Even if I was, I would still make all my shit I wanna piss you all off 'cause I don't need to have a hit I don't need to sell a million, be on 106 & Park Fuck T.R.L., I'd rather sit here in the dark If you're so damn for certain with all the shit that we say That you've lost all your focus on the kids of today Yeah, I'm blasphemous, I speak my mind 'cause it's the truth You refuse to see reality, I got the proof Why should I tone my shit down? It's my heart and mind I'm usin' I can't say 'Fuck', parents cuss, this shit's confusin' I'm tired of everyone that's out to hurt our music So while I got your child's mind in my hand, I will abuse it [Chorus: Claas] You misinterpret all the things that we say (Say) You take our words out of context and rearrange them every day To try and make it seem like we're the bad guys 'Cause you're afraid to admit that you're where the problems lie (Lie) You misinterpret and it's makin' me sick (Sick) But life's a bitch, and the whole world can suck my dick I'll never be a role model, so don't ever look at me You'll be disappointed and that's how it really should be (Be) [Verse 3: Claas] I'll never swallow my pride, spit in the face of the critics I never denied anything, I'll always admit it I won't be a scapegoat, so don't even look to me 'Cause I'm not who you want, I'm who I wanna fuckin' be That's who I've always been, I will always be that way Just because you're angry, don't mean shit will change today You gotta understand, we put our souls in our songs We make them with pride either way and you think they're wrong We're not advocating anything, we speak from our minds So if some kid takes it wrong and goes and blasts with a nine Don't come to my city, kickin' and stompin' my CD's Got look in the mirror and you'll see the disease Rather than bein' a parent and bein' there for your child You bitch at me, it don't matter, I'll be here for a while You can analyze our lyrics, tell us that we're just alright We'll never give up what we believe, we'll always fight [Chorus: Claas] You misinterpret all the things that we say (Say) You take our words out of context and rearrange them every day To try and make it seem like we're the bad guys 'Cause you're afraid to admit that you're where the problems lie (Lie) You misinterpret and it's makin' me sick (Sick) But life's a bitch, and the whole world can suck my dick I'll never be a role model, so don't ever look at me You'll be disappointed and that's how it really should be (Be)