Broken Records

Lyrics

[Intro:] So many broken records all around me... So many broken records all around me... [Lil Rob - Verse 1:] I'll do my best to explain I got so much on the brain That it's lame Wanna take it back Make it the same But I know that I can't Cus time goes on and doesn't stop Not even when the batteries go dead on the clock Nah time marches on, and Time waits for no man Life is cold like a snowman Life is cold like a blizzard Fucking up my vision and shit Fucking up my livin and shit I'm going cuckoo Like the clock up on the wall "Mirror up on the wall." "Who's the baddest homeboy of them all?" My mirror replied: "Why, you arе Lil Rob?" I said: "Man, you never lie." But I'm gеtting kind of sick of this Life that I'm living in the world where no one listens And the decisions that I make I make them all to make you happy Handing you the knife to backstab me... [Chorus:] Stuttered in my groove again Something always skips you back Back to the place you were before And yet, you never learn from that There's so many broken records all around me (Ey..) So many broken records all around me [Lil Rob - Verse 2:] There's a lot of disrespect now days And I don't get it Talk alot of shit I can't respect it You can expect that from them But don't you expect that from me Cus that shit is not happening It's not the way that I do things It's not the way it should be done I wish I could talk sense into each and everyone But, you'd never listen anyways You claim to know it all But anyways, this ain't no acting class I ain't tryna tell you how to act But you fools need to learn how to act with class Even a little more class than that To have class just don't mean you drive a Cadillac Ey, homeboy what the fuck you tripping on? Have a fucking drink on me What the fuck you sipping on? Take a breather and a chill pill Teach them something different, homie And that's forreal, real... [Chorus:] Stuttered in my groove again Something always skips you back Back to the place you were before And yet, you never learn from that There's so many broken records all around me (Ey..) So many broken records all around me [Lil Rob - Verse 3:] It's a trip to me To think where I would be When I was younger, got a little older Now no longer a youngster I've learned alot, seen alot I got shot down the block Had to stop Lil Rob, Chicano, Hip-Hop Since the beginning homie Out the Boombox and we would Have the records spinning homie Forward and backward Backward and forward Mixing and scratching A life full of action I spit with a passion I get it cracking and keep it that way I've always gotta watch my back I hate being that way It's a fucked up way to live, ey Yeah but that's the way it is, wey I couldn't explain it if you asked me to I'm just out here tryna do Exactly what I have to do And what I have to do is Try to change my life for better Can't be walking 'round this bitch just like: "Whatever..." [Outro:] So many broken records all around me So many broken records all around me...