Don’t Tell Me

Lyrics
[Verse 1: Monoxide] You always on the sideline with guide lines Never to help me, but to hate mine When I pull up baby, it's game time I'm bringing the heat, now that's a flame rhyme They've been saying we doin it the wrong way Fuck what them all say I wasn't sellin' back then, and I ain't sellin today I got the family reppin' for me, we done come a long way To listen to anybody tell us we didn't innovate A different kind of music happens But the ones that feel a little bit different can be an outcast like Andre I'ma big boy with this strong jay, I'm underground like a dead body [Hook: Jamie Madrox] If you tryna tell me, please don't waste your time, I never listen I'm too busy with my hands in the air, I'm feelin' dizzy I'm not tryna hear anything you sayin', turn the music up Let the track bump, let the track bump If you tryna tell me, please don't waste your time, I never listen I'm too busy with my hands in the air, I'm feelin' dizzy I'm not tryna hear anything you sayin', turn the music up Let the track bump, let the track bump [Verse 2: King Gordy] Yeah, uh, here's a picture with your little sister getting fingered Entered in the center of her clitoris and then disfigured Hit her with a clip, and kill her, flip her in the river In the middle of the winter, send her on a chilly mission Bodies frozen, I'm hopin cops and boats will find her Floatin, I suppose that's shes decomposin and probably smokin hot Sorry the bitch cold, this shits bold Me and Twiztid still interested in digging in her hole Minds militant, rhymes ignorant villain with no soul Find villages, I'll pillage it, sittin' on a throne I'm a ninja made of magic, monoxide it's on Tell Jamie if they say his name again, bitch I'm clapping chrome I'm the new gutter, it's the new summer of sam Look on the news cover, calling me silence of the lambs Mixed with the blues brother, show my true color Cut the horns off, still more evil than Lucifer [Hook: Jamie Madrox] If you tryna tell me, please don't waste your time, I never listen I'm too busy with my hands in the air, I'm feelin' dizzy I'm not tryna hear anything you sayin', turn the music up Let the track bump, let the track bump If you tryna tell me, please don't waste your time, I never listen I'm too busy with my hands in the air, I'm feelin' dizzy I'm not tryna hear anything you sayin', turn the music up Let the track bump, let the track bump [Verse 3: Boondox] Look at the blood line, and you see I ain't playin' Listen a lil' bit closer and you'll hear what I'm sayin' That we ain't goin' nowhere, this just another evolution When the whole scene was ready for another revolution And we shakin' it up, why they shakin' like a seizure? They keep bumpin out shit, while we bumpin out the speaker And we deep and beneath ya When we spittin' like walls while we walkin' on water They all swimmin' for the life boats [Verse 4: Jamie Madrox] Don't tell me when I succeed, I'm nothing more than a sellout They ain't tellin' me keep it real to the ass and reality fellout Don't tell me to never change, I'ma season inside a fitting room Trying on whatever makes me happy, to find a better mood Don't tell me to choose, I'm finicky and hard to please right Don't tell me how to act, how to look, or who to be like Don't tell me tell me wait for tomorrow 'cause I'm livin' it today They can try to tell me, but I'd never listen anyway [Hook: Jamie Madrox] If you tryna tell me, please don't waste your time, I never listen I'm too busy with my hands in the air, I'm feelin' dizzy I'm not tryna hear anything you sayin', turn the music up Let the track bump, let the track bump If you tryna tell me, please don't waste your time, I never listen I'm too busy with my hands in the air, I'm feelin' dizzy I'm not tryna hear anything you sayin', turn the music up Let the track bump, let the track bump
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Credits
- Writers
- Monoxide
- Madrox
- Boondox
- King Gordy